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In those time-worn arms, in the days agone, I have laughed with others, and mused alone, ������������������������������������������������������������������������������ was the fresher once for a tear of mine. It has nursed sweet hopes in the happy past, and if ever I sought it with brow o’ercast, “Stay, stay,” it seemed to say. Banish sighs and sorrow; wait awhile, life may smile brighter far tomorrow! Ellis Walton Photo by Kathleen Loveland 12


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