My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.
The very winds whispered in soothing accents and maternal Nature bade me...
I would go to bed every night and have dreams about having a time machine and...
I deliberately did not read anything about the Vietnam War because I felt the politics of the war eclipsed what happened to the veterans. The politics were irrelevant to what this memorial was.
