Everyday you live,
Is a sign to forgive,
Everything you do,
Doesn't have to be for you.
Raise up your hand,
Only your god will understand,
Say whatever you wish,
You'll find it on a golden dish.
God will always open a door,
Through it, you'll find what you're searching for,
Forget sadness, smile and laugh,
You'll discover happiness is you second half.
Everyday we learn something new,
Everyday I know more about you,
Everything I've passed through,
Learnt me new things to do.
Maybe sometimes we're wrong,
That's because we're not strong,
Here are friends stay along,
You we friends since you were young.
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