Sunday, October 25, 2009
"I'm gonna lay down my burden, down by the riverside...
Fading Upon the riverbank I sit in quiet dream and ponder beneath the autumn leaves which conspire to banish summer dreams And even though there is now thistle and dry grasses in sway there is still a faint tale of summer’s free-falling and those sunlit dances of sweet, cool lemonade and gardens...
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