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When I seek more than I’m able –
When I write more than I’ve read
When I act a bit unstable –
You’ll keep a level head.
When the world is not worth living –
And I fear more than I dread –
When no one cares for giving –
You’ll keep a level head.
When I no longer can remember
One word I’ve ever said –
And my June becomes September –
You’ll keep a level head.
When I grow tired and weary –
No one to see me fed –
When my words are trite and dreary –
You’ll keep a level head
But as long as I can love you –
And hold you close instead –
You’ll never have a moment
To use your level head.
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