Don’t hold the dog like that Please don’t make him wear a hat What is his collar for Not to drag him in the
Meditation to meet your guide Open your eyes and see the sky, Feel the breeze on your face. The warmth of the sun on your
The song of the Run. I danced in the light of the sun When I was very young No worries clouded my day I did
Where did you go my little one Where did you go my son To the hills of the world you say To cure the ills
The Lady sat in a rocking chair Closed her eyes and found she was not there Woke up to a bread and butter tea Looking
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