Listen and learn,
children anew,
to the world’s turning
echo through you.
Life may leave you blue,
stoic and stern,
and stuck in a queue.
So let your spirit burn,
not merely simmer and stew,
let the bell of your return
echo through you.
Listen and learn,
children anew,
to the world’s turning
echo through you.
Life may leave you blue,
stoic and stern,
and stuck in a queue.
So let your spirit burn,
not merely simmer and stew,
let the bell of your return
echo through you.
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