In case you've been wondering, all the stars are still in the sky. From my second floor landing, here in Dorset, I see them all, all that I remember, when I get up in the middle of the night. We've plastered those little glow-in-the dark ones all over the bedroom ceiling so that I don't have to get up.
Now I've lived like an adult and I've lived like a child. I remember when folks referred to having fun as a grownup as a "second childhood."
If I tie a silk ribbon around my neck, it won't be to impress my boss or my banker. I eat cake for breakfast and play on the floor with dogs.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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