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| The birds are singing merrily. They know this is the place to be. Their food and shelter are at hand. They need not wander from this land. We, too, have all we ever need Unless we be consumed by greed. Perhaps we're blind and fail to see How much we have for you and me. So let us sing with happy words. We are as fortunate as birds. | ||
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