It's waiting on letters, When you're doing time
And your family won't write, Or send you a dime
It's waiting on visits, That will never take place
From friends or loved ones, Who forget your face
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Life is precious to us, As you already know.
With his this illness, Who knows when he will go.
So he prays to God, Everyday and night.
He asks him for strength, To continue his fight.
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It's good to feel pain, It lets me know I'm alive.
Roll with the thunder, Know that I'll survive.
March on I'm a soldier, No matter the war.
Keep my head up I'm a soldier, I'm tough to the core.
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