Sunday, November 16, 2003
FATHER MAY I...
I wish I may, I wish I might be here, be there, be everywhere. And on some night so rich, so right, win all the hearts so bright. To make it cut, to keep it clear, mirror each and every single jeer with a cheer. To make it bite, and pure as white, despite how loose the fit, lift the wrong from the...
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