Remember the bit, you played as a kid a long time ago,
Now it's a bit too hard to do as the world, around she goes;
The memories are hard to get and each one a special kind,
As the days go by in the mirror with the memory on my mind,
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It takes a millions minutes for money to make memories stick,
And each person wants a million seconds which is very hard to pick;
But he is back now in the hearts of many who followed and loved him clear,
So the beauty of the suffering savior to me has become so clear.
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Now a million seconds of money have brought him down to earth,
From the world of f towards heaven where life was sweet since birth;
The two and three was hard twice, a bit too much for time,
As a hundred years to me are found between us in this rhyme.
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And days are a billion in currency as the books begin to sell,
The Bible the double trouble and now God is still ringing the bell;
As ships go around the world on the water to the corners of the earth,
They discovered and built the nations so everybody is worth.
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As the people read what they wanted and have many a thing to ask,
It's too hard to be bothered with all of us being taken to task;
And I loved him and sought him dearly but sadly unlucky was I to he,
Because between God and Dad who sought him and the woman had the eye.
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So mum had faith to follow and faith would show and lead the way,
To hold back the tears of tomorrow to live to find another day;
And the beauty is beginning to blossom as the grey is really grey,
As the pain is a pleasure to suffer in order to reap the pay.
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Signed,
Hot and Cold.
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