I GOT NOT

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I GOT NOT

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I can be pleased about the good things I've got

I am also glad about the places I'm not

I'm not in a dungeon or whizzing through space

Or a waterless desert where sun burns my face

I don't live near tigers or in frozen lands

I am not hiding in a trench I dug with bare hands

As a matter of fact, this is my plan

To be growing and happy right where I am

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