The days we hold
A little sun, a little rain, A gentle hand to soothe the pain. A cup of tea, a morning light, A billion stars to crown the night. So dance in the light and let it be, A happy, wild, and bright decree. For soon we sleep in the quiet rest, Till memories fade, so live your best.
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