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| Patience, soon the bell will chime. Everything will come in time. There'll be cause to celebrate If we only learn to wait. Quickly now the hours pass. Sand is slipping through the glass. Soon the night of gloom will end! On that fact we can depend. Lilliputian gremlins dance, Putting us into a trance. Wait, they say, the prize is near. Stand on love and cast off fear. | ||
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