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STAR LIGHT GUIDES ME
I had no control over how I started out
The circumstances of my birth
My family of origin
It was what it was
(shrug of impossibility)
But I hope to have control over how things end up
Every day I take measures to insure
My today and tomorrow is better, brighter, more full of hope
Than my dark yesterdays, which are gone, gone, gone.
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