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You don’t think

You know

The uphill battle is rough

Yet, the climb to the top will be

EVERYTHING

When you reach you destination
In the distance
Through the dense fog filled path
She see’s her dreams
Approaching fast
Not wanting to talk about something because then you have to acknowledge that it really happened and face it...
Calm down, sit down,
But don't be down,
And the things will look up.
I have a deep understanding of my shallowness,
I have an inarticulated desire to express myself.
You've got me smiling,
You've got me laughing,
You've got me living,
Please go on.
We never know what we're doing,
We only see what we've done,
With a vague feeling of what to do.
It is sad,
And sometimes it is mad,
When the colour of hope is red.
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