Perhaps you haven't
heard me yet
Let me try and tell you now
All the time you sleep and eat
Never do you care to think
Even as the edge draws near
To do the simple act I ask
Take time
my friend to heed me now
Hear my words and in between
Read my lips for simplification
Every one please look at me
Each and everyone of you and you and YOU
Place
your hand upon your heart
Look at me as I do you
And tell me that you'll follow through
Never fail at this
Take a little time of yours
As if time could be yours indeed
Tear yourself
away from flesh
Repair the thoughts unto your soul
Evening time morning time all the time between
Estimate your needs and wants in money made of trees
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