For far so long, I’ve lost my way.
I thought that pain, was here to stay.
But thinking back, I’ve walked so far.
To where I’ll go, I’ll touch the star.
And just when I was giving in,
I turned to look, at all my sins.
From them I’ve learned, the basic skill.
To carry on and wake my will.
I’ve learned to dream, to wish, believe,
And I will go, thought I’m deceived.
To carry on I must keep hold,
For someday soon, my dreams be told.
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