Nostalgia

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I walked along the rolling streams
And drank in deep of all my dreams
Life then felt rich, as rich as gold
Richer than the kings of old

Now it seems life’s frantic pace
Has robbed me of the gentle grace
That once I loved about those streams
That walked I by within my dreams

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I have been writing on the web since 2000. I am a christian , a photographer, an occasional poet, a recovering dreamer, an occasional philosopher, a software developer, an autodidact, and i resemble the INFP personality type.

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