I may be down now
Wallowing in mud of failure, disappointment and discouragement
I may be in pains now
In deadly earnest to find peace
...
Like the astrologers
I stare at the skies
Ignoring the flies
And I wonder
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I remember waking up with expectations
Cautiously avoiding distractions
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Friendship, a bond so sweet, like honey
From the highest degree of passionate love
To the lowest degree of good-will
It makes the sweetness of life
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O weak survivor
O broken warrior
O weeping fighter
O discouraged journey man
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