Smile At Change
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I was called adamant horse
And I used to be same of course
With no reason in force
It was proving counter force
There was room
For bringing blossom
The flowers were there
But only needed look or stare
I needed chance
But waited at once
The rain provided sure reason
It was good and lovely season
I found earth
With new outlook and breathe
With green carpet on
The lovely scene was new creation
I smiled at change
That was really new age
Childhood had gone
The amend was done
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