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June 3 For Judge Bregstone + Mrs. Bregstone In promise of more S Ky Yearn? I burn, I burn with ceaseless instant fire to make playthings of a blue a [{plenty?]] star. I yearn with my impulsive, swift desire to drift me where the white, sweet phantoms are; to trundle down the Milky Way my laugh; trace footprints on the moon - and run; or fall asleep on clouds. or quaff the dew that is intended for the sun, Dear Earth, when I am gone give out the cry that a child has wandered off somewhere in sleep but do not let them limit time in the sky; O promise me a promise that you'll keep.