Soon Soon will come the day That's far far away Where the seas are calm And the wind blows the gentle palm With the sand in my toes And the sea has all my foes No matter when the time We all will find our sweet little rhyme No matter the forecast We will all be somebody's last I beg that day to come Where I matter at least to some But matter a lot to one after you I've come to a realization After you I'm all but done Im through with any further contemplation
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