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 again parading the busy streets; of young folk meeting and linking arms—we who then were young can see and live it all again. We hear voices that tell of life as it was; of love, and sorrow, hear voices lifted in song, or tinged with regret—voices that many of us would give our all to in reality hear again, and, in faith, believe that we shall hear again—some day.