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Time for Everything | ||
| Given time, the sky will clear. All the clouds will disappear. Birds resume their happy song, Trilling out so clear and strong. Given time, a wound will heal, And a widow solace feel. Pain will surely ebb away, Taking sorrow from the day. There's a time for everything. Who knows what today will bring? We shall take life in our stride, Not just going for the ride. | ||
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