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Those Who Win Are Those Who Wait

Those who win are those who wait Wait wait wait for the moon to rear its head And awake from its daily slumber And bring with it the good things I crave And say to me I wait not in vain. ? Under this tree I must sit And patiently pray a fruit falls down And be a balm to all my joints And say to me my hope paid off. Inside this dream I must hide For fear the truth will knock my door And say my bills are still unpaid? And debtors seek to ruin my day.?

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