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| Praise the Lord that you can be Blessed with productivity. Concepts come into your head Like a never-ending thread. When a little job is done You can start another one. Though the brain is getting old, It's still full of thoughts of gold. Let them flow were e'er they please Like a gentle seaside breeze. There is much you can create And for that you need not wait. | ||
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