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there can be but better ways from yesterdays to mesomewhere there are better days for better ways to besunny days have funny ways of quieting the roaris it still a blessed thing to live and live some moreand I'm left with the truth and I'm right in my mindgiven some of the time maybe neverso I walk in these shoeswhen I feel it's the bluesif it ain't it will doyeah
I woke up early one morning like I'd been under a spellgazed into the mirrord reflectionsaid I had to do it or elseoooh things are thru.
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