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| Candles sometimes have to drip, Letting wax around them slip. Though it may not welcome be That is but their destiny. Winter has to bring some snow With the winds that fiercely blow. That's its nature, don't you see. That is how it's meant to be. Gas balloons will seek to fly, Climbing higher in the sky. People, too, have things to do! Maybe even me and you. | ||
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