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Oct 2018
When they tear at you piece by piece
It's best to stand and find your peace
Even though your heart began to freeze
The last power you have to squeeze

Find your power
Or they'll devour
You within a hour
Let's make them sour

In the end we fight our battle
Don't let your world rattle
You're not the only one with scars
Look to the stars
There are millions of us
Broken and tired
Simply fired
We are wired
To tired  

So do your best
Forget the rest
Build your nest
And get some rest

Because tomorrow is another round
The power you found
To stick around
To stand your ground
They'll hear your sound
Michael Smit
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Michael Smit  M/Potchefstroom
(M/Potchefstroom)   
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