To have faith and love;
To have tears run down your face
And the affection of tissue;
To earn a job from hard-work
And give others your knowledge;
To appreciate fear; to find the best in you;
To walk with your head up high,
With a smile on your face,
A harsh life
For you’ve endured a lot;
To know you’re still living
Because you’ve learned
That this hard life has given you success.
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