Lord Alfred Tennyson -So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying...

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

“ So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry. “

Lord Alfred Tennyson