A small remembrance Nevermind the weepin' crowd Be a winner in disguise And forget about the feed Do succeed and mesmerize! All these time I tired and tried Gone with the wind Who was it that I found? Maybe some long past ghost, to succeed! How should I compare? Be the mistress, be the lover, be myself and no other, On life's journey I forgot That time is sometimes running out for us and all the other!

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