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  From blog Bleu Avenue
 
 Anywhere, Anywhere, I Don't Know     When We Were Very Young  by A.A. Milne          “Where am I going? I don't quite know.    Down to the stream where the king-cups grow-  Up on a hill where the pine-trees blow-  Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.           Where am I going? The clouds sail by,    Little ones, baby ones, over the sky.    Where am I going? The shadows pass,    Little ones, baby ones, over the grass.           If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,    You'd sail on the water as blue as air.  And you'd see me here in the fields and say:  "Doesn't the sky look green today?"           Where am I going? The high rooks call:    "It's awful fun to be born at all.    Where am I going? The... 
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