There is not a single day, that I don't walk this way                                                              ­                                                        
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It's just a path that I take, when I have decisions to make                                                            
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It's given me the chance to see, God's work so perfectly                                                        ­                
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Amongst the birds and the bees, are flowers I keep noticing                        
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They are both yellow and orange, not much to see,                                            
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but I have seen them bloom in May, clumped in snow on a cold day                                  
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  I can't help but admire their will, standing tall, standing still,      
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its head held high with dignity, I hope I have that strength in me