I’m youth, I’m joy, I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.
n. 1860-05-09, Kirriemuir · m. 1937-06-19, Marylebone
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I’m youth, I’m joy, I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.
She [Tinker Bell] says she thinks she could get well again if children believed in fairies!
Proud and insolent youth, prepare to meet thy doom.
Do you know why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.
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