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We Know Enough

I don't know much of Heaven
And I don't know much of Hell.
I don't know what I cannot see
Or hear or feel or smell.

I don't know foreign words-
My ear is far too rough-
But I know a very little
And it seems to be enough.

I know the taste of Summer,
I know the chill of Fall.
I may not know the names of stars,
But I know I love them all.

I know behind each Winter
There lies in slumber Spring.
I know how to kind of dance
And I know how to sing.

I know we live to smile,
I know we're born to die.
I know that there is sadness
Even if I don’t know why.

I know behind the darkest clouds
The sky is still so blue.
And even though we’ve never met,
I daresay I know you.

You once had a mother
Who loved you from the start.
And even if she’s gone now,
You carry her in your heart.

I know you’ve been in love
And I know it made you cry.
If anyone asks you if it hurt,
I know you want to lie.

I know you laughed at nothing
When you were very young.
I know you’ve said things you regret,
I know you bit your tongue.

I know that you’ve felt pain,
More than you ever should. 
But the greatest thing about you
Is that you still try to be good.

I may never meet you, friend,
But that has to be okay.
Because you and I still know each other 
In one important way.

Our ears can be so sensitive,
Our tongues can be so rough.
But even if we don’t know much,
We know we know enough.

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