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Sing of all the goodness you've been granted
In a life where little might be sung.
Xylophones and bells will play along
To give you the embrace you always wanted
Yet always had, the wellspring of your song.
For though the past can never be recanted,
In every moment love is ever strong.
Visions may be heavenly or haunted,
Even as sweet music can't be wrong. |
