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Resignation
Resignation A word of surrender When one would tender His life to fate Then sit back and wait For whatever befall Or whoever might call Resignation Not a word for me I'm like the old oak tree Who stubbornly preservers Neither gives up nor fears But bends in the wind Always ready again
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