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Apr 2015
You never really know
Which way the wind will blow
How high the grass will grow
In between your toes

You never really see
The heart of destiny
If you never do believe
How high up you can reach

Never will you want
What you haven't got
If you don't give to the thought
Of all that you have not

Never will you know
For whom the bell tolls
How old is really old
Unless it is your told

That's why I'm telling you
The truth and the whole truth
So you'll have time to use it
While still in your youth
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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