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“When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my fingers on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone”
Pink Floyd – Comfortably numb
“When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my fingers on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone”
Pink Floyd – Comfortably numb
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