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I woke up this morning with a smile on face,
and a nickel in my pocket. Winked at the indigo sun,
and cursed the compass that had diverted my path.
True North is hard to find, that's today's plight.
Glancing at a clock with no hands I realized that time has passed,
and I have failed to keep track. The seconds just kept ticking away.

I'm not so good at talking but I hope you understand what I'm trying to say.

-Bob Marley