We didn't held on for nothing,
we were born to face everything,
even though we are drew to something,
it's our hope to cling,
to the highest beyond what see.
It was as though our pains,
lead the way all for our gains,
like marrying the page,
to give birth on the stage.
O'er the path we thou walkest,
yet un-defined yet we swayed with joy,
to move on as our hearts trail,
gushing dews on us in this rain,
blessings unexpected as we dash forth
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