"There was an old lady sittin' under a treeShe called me over and she said to me“My days left here may not be longI wouldn't waste my time tellin' you nothin' wrongBut love is a flower that needs the sun and the rainA little bit of pleasure's worth a whole lot of painIf you learn this secret, how to forgiveA longer and better life you'll live" ~Betty Wright
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