I can not
Predict
the timeI look to my watch
But let me see
What is in store for you
Many lies
Many masters
Many greens
Many hills
And many stories
These all await you
Open your eyes the next morning
Be it night
Be it day
It is just a play
Brought to you by
The ONE who loves YOU
Each and every day
Doreen Santina Cote'
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