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Should I count up all the bitter years,
Divide the time between,
When happiness dispelled the tears.
(Those moments were a dream.)
To weigh a life upon the scales.
To balance fat and lean.
I cannot measure time that way.
But I am what life has been.
Full measure of sorrow I�ve recieved,
Of pleasure, just a drop.
Yet I found when I stirred the kettle of life,
That pleasure was the salt.