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There's a place that I know,
where the sycamores grow And daffodils have their fun Where the cares of the day seem to slowly fade away And the glow of the evening sun Peace, when the day is done If I go there real late let my mind meditate On everything to be done If I search deep inside let my conscience be my guide Then the answers are sure to come Don't have to worry none When you find peace of mind, leave your worries behind Don't say that it can't be done With a new point of view, life's true meaning comes to you And the freedom you seek is won Peace is for everyone |
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