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We see the world through the veil of our past.
When we've faced our past and healed from it
we see the world as it really is; mysterious, beautiful, infinite...
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I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than Ill never know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Louis Armstrong
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom, for me and for you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, clouds of white
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
The colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying.. how do you do
They're really saying, I love you.
I see them bloom, for me and for you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, clouds of white
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
The colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying.. how do you do
They're really saying, I love you.
I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than Ill never know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Louis Armstrong
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