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Now some days your life seems a pile of gloom
When it’s dark and your heart is not singing its tune
When the flowers are black and the air is like lead
And you’d much rather spend the next two years in bed.
But something that you need to keep in your mind
Is the world can be cruel but can also be kind
And the mist that is there at the start of the day
By the heat of the sun can be soon put away |