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Solution To Forces Not Recognised By Natural Laws

Solution To Forces Not Recognised By Natural Laws

If you knew your destiny - I wonder what you would change?
they say that you can't change history but future would be strange;
all that sunshine and arguing over money might not be best,
rather, I'm at a beach bar on my own, you might be happiest.

The money problems have gone - but wouldn't you be lonely?
No, I don't really need someone to argue with, only just me;
the red convertible stands in the parking lot, envied by all,
God, this wine tastes good, I ended up with something magical.

Who's going to look after you when you're old, what a joke,
they were all standing around me, nothing changed when I woke;
I made a will - I left all my money to suspended animation,
they'll wake me up when there's a solution to Irish administration.

When fools stop arguing and fighting amongst each other,
respect priviliges, only God can help you my irreverent brother.
 

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Terry Reeves

Hi Renee,
Thanks so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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