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I took the one less traveled and that has made all the difference - Robert Frost
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all my whispers were swept away with the wind before they were ever heard
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you've built your refuge turns you captive all the same
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The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless
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chase loves shadows till the river's running cold
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what my eyes see.........
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...and the crickets sung softly while summer slips away...
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through the distance of my eye, did not I see.....
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.....until I took a closer look.
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what makes us cry...