Open Your Eyes and See
Practice makes perfect
Yet not all things need practice
Who taught you to suck?
When you had just born
Yet you were so perfect at it
Maybe you had practised for months before
Sucking your thumb in preparation
Or you had practised before deposition in heaven
That you were so perfect at it
Nature runs through it course
There is time for everything
Everything have got its season
Not all things need practice to be perfected
Open your eyes and see
Shield of deliberate mistakes
The excuses we often make
Practice makes perfect
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