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A word from our sponsor
Moving toward a higher plane
Only realizing now
Rarely do you feel the strain
Never contemplating how
In the moments long since gone
Nowhere lost ideals are found
Give us someone to count on
Gentle voices all around
Lately it's been hard to see
Others as they come of age
Remains of our days can be
Younger hearts must turn the page
Remains Of The Day
Like that lost idea mage.
~S~