Another day is here,
On my list, it's so clear.
Four hundred thirty-five days,
Through allways shifting haze.
A long road, it's true,
But easy, thanks to you.
A strong will inside,
And all you helpers, as
my guide.
One step, then another,
Lean on a brother,
Or a friend, or a hand,
Across this helping land.
Each day, a small gain,
Washing away pain.
With courage and cheer, I'm not longer 'There'.
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