A hopeful day
Doom falls over my day,
Makes me feel like a corpse about to decay.
"A pitiful life," is what I say.
But life will move my heart to sway,
I will move on to my way,
And that day my smile will stay.
Birds will chirp and play,
Their music to my ears will make me gay.
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