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Poem By Racquel Wood

Time for dreams that will never come true
Time for hearts that will never mend
Time for the poor to never become rich
Time for us, to take a chance

So grab my hand
Hold on tight
Let's take this ride
Down the sea of love

And dream those dreams
That will come true
Mend those hearts that need to be unbroken
Give the poor the money they deserve

And watch the sun glow, into the distance

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