Setting sail upon a serene ocean I
Look confidently to the horizon.
Where am I going ?
It's a vague and lovely notion.
I paddle my little oracle for a while,
Then sit and contemplate the sky,
The weather is calm today.
How can it ever be
otherwise.
We learn to point it's strange Baby thinks the toy is gone But it's just behind a book, Take the other from under your hat See the...
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