Does life really begin at forty?
Well, that I want to see.
I shake and I roll, to keep the blood circulating through me.
It's rather early, and waking up this time is just not me.
There's that unusual excitement that I seem to be expecting.
But nothings is going to happen unless I make things happen.
This day is going to be up to me.
So off now I go.
To enjoy my day.
Thank God for the blessings.
I thank God for today.
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