To those that have lost hope
Those to whom the sun set
Is equivalent to a sun rise
To those that see no way out
Shackled in a no window, no door room
If I can make it through
So can you
To those crippled by poverty
Dying slowly in no hope
The world seemingly for others
Those whose yesterdays are constant
Pain ever present
If I can make it through
So can you.
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