A thing of beauty is a boy forever
Dr Abe V Rotor
Don't grow up, don't - not yet;don't be a man too soon;if you do, the fish will no longer bite;silent will be the stream and trees;echoes of laughter in the wind muteand emptiness will reign.Don't grow up, don't - not yet;you'll be man when it comes,growing full into a sage,once a boy on the stream fishing,whiling time away in the tendernessof growing up, tempered bysweet memories that will live on and on;for a thing of beauty is a boy forever.~
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