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Apr 2014
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Upon a hill

And I saw the universe smile at me

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Me and my love

I wonder when she'll be comin back this way

My wife would like to see here
As would the kids

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Upon the hill

I smile all the way to 42d street

( ah LOOK! There she is )

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Maybe I'll be headin there again



As a young man I tilled the soil

Soft the furrows made for the seed

Eyes and hands becoming so gentle

After bold toil had given them strength

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KINDNESS

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Winds are cool
Water ! -- pure and sweet

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Now the whole world needs attending

Say !

Why don't ya come and work with me

And all the children  who are here

Time to set ALL stories free

Free from the harsh winds swirling round
Written by
jeffrey robin
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