It is only fair to make
It perfect walking on
The given path of my own
Destiny as the wind
Pushes me from behind
Giving a gentle nudge
In the right direction!
Promises of another day
May not be ours to keep
And if you pine and weep
For yesterday’s lost you’ll
Not ever feel the joy of
What is before you to
Grasp and treasure!
The future is a mere wish
Great desires of the heart
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