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Jun 2017
Sometimes it's hard to wake up.
It even open my eyes and face reality
Sometimes, oh, sometimes

It's still hard to find a reason for living
Still hard to find a reason to stay clean.

But I believe there's a loving God who's looking down on me.
He's looking down and He's smiling.
Death won't hold you as tight as He will.

I don't know what you're going through
You don't know what you can make it through.
All I can say, is that I'm right here.
XslyfoxX
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