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The Cup Half Full | ||
| Life is not a rosy bed, That's the common wisdom, right? But I find I've naught to dread. Life for me is sheer delight. I see what's left within my cup, Perceiving that it's still half full. I never quite can drink it up. There's always some for one last pull. Although the day may cloudy be, The sun will somewhere have full sway. I'll look to see what I can see And do my best at work and play. | ||
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