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Patience | ||
| Patience is a virtue sweet, One not found in all we meet. Some will fume and honk their horn In the traffic every morn. Some will cross a double line, Even on a steep incline. We must try to learn to wait, Trusting wholly in our fate. Some days there is progress slow! We don't have too much to show. But if we will bide our time Everything will start to rhyme. | ||
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