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| Dream of what you cannot see, Hidden by life's misty veil. Think of what was meant to be On this boat that is a-sail. Conjure up a lofty goal That you'll have to push to meet. It will purify your soul And you will not be effete. Contemplate the distant shore Warmed by God's eternal peace. Do your best and then some more! Then your joy may well increase. | ||
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