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Timing, a rhythm that's heard in our heart,
With a beat that's so steady, and a pulse that won't depart.
It's the rhythm of life, and the rhythm of our soul,
The rhythm that's there, that makes us whole.
Timing, a rhythm that's heard in our mind,
With a voice that's so constant, and a thought that's so kind.
It's the rhythm of thought, and the rhythm of our dreams,
The rhythm that's there, that gives us our theme.
Timing, a rhythm that's felt in our soul,
With a touch that's so gentle, and a warmth that's so whole.
It's the rhythm of love, and the rhythm of our life,
The rhythm that's there, that makes us thrive.
So let's find the timing, that's meant for us to be,
And let our rhythm, always be free.
For in this timing, we find our path,
And a rhythm that's there, that will always last.
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