Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder,
dear,Your head like the golden-rod,
And we will go sailing away from here
To the beautiful land of Nod.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel. - Pablo Casals
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