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Bend

Bend

And so the seasons turn and toil

And man’s work never done

And change and ever moving soil

For journey’s task to come

Still tender mercies in the clouds

And battle’s to be won

Time to explore and move beyond

Is ever to be stayed in still?

No! Forward!

And to

bend.

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