A world unknown
To each his own
You’re always free to choose

A brighter day
A better way
So perfect you can’t loose

A life so great
It’s not to late
Can heaven make a sell?

Or are you sold
On worthless gold
And lies that make life hell

© 6/16/1989
William Grant Preston

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