8220;Even when we grow up we still whisper our wishes upon the wind, as a child does in innocence, breathing their wishes at a dandelion. Wednesday, July 3, 2013. Beneath the tall trees, where bright green moss grows,. Where dragonflies dance, and fireflies glow,. And dip his little toes in the quick cool of a stream. His big brother right beside him,.

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