Strenghth is what is desired,
It comes from deep within,
Bathing us from soul to skin,
With every breathe we take,
Even among the moments we break,
On the day of our death,
Strenghth is around us with every breathe,
Even if it is the only thing in that they take,
Then they are more able to make,
Peace.
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