I gaze mid-stream
And miss the sages
Singing their dream
Of Golden Ages.
How I adore
Their quiet day!
Their time's no more
And gone for aye. 2oP2w3f/lpds9aYW+BxIogDOXREqihAiKFMhIvLfczpRdjYpHNojr1XH6wIHCT6z
