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Away you stride alone and tall,
Lines mark the years upon the wall.
Our castles all were built of sand
In days when we walked hand in hand.
From cupboard and from under bed
All the monsters now have fled
And Superman is plain Clarke Kent
Whose interference you’d resent.
Today, you see what's no more than
A fragile, foolish, timid man
But I remember when, oh when,
Your fears gave me the strength of ten.