Worries, worries, worries

Fret, fret and pace the hall.

What to do if it should fall?

Where will I go if I can not pay?

Who will help me when they come to call?

Too many worries scramble my brain.

The day will come but today is not that day.

Plan for the future but do not stress about the change.

Change will come and you will survive anyway.

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