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I will write some lines of life
To tell a story of changing days
Not one like the other
Yet all in similar ways
I’ll write of times sadly
Tears shed without thought
Flowed freely from oceans
Upon a heart of distraught
And then days called uncertain
Which way I should go
To continue this journey
A mind searching to know
Their history moves on
Though sometimes try to cease
That in place of its moments
Replace trouble with peace
Yet enough days of joy
In the Lord will replace
All others in journey
That any should face
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