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Life from Forrest Gump


What is your sole purpose to be “in” You just have to be neat, stand up straight and say “Yes Sir” It is really not hard to fit in Nobody gives a crap who you are or what you do If you wanna be a bird Or your name is Benjamin Buford Blue Everywhere you go, run Or if you wanna fly Just be there before the sun But do you ever dream About who you wanna be If you’re smart you will say me Stupid is as stupid does I may not be smart But I know what love is Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get So you have to do the best with what God gave you But have you found Jesus yet?
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