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Light
When you look back,
And see yourself strive,
From one step,
To thousand miles,
If everything then,
Does feel alright,
Then probably life is,
A little bit nice.
For then you can,
Walk in stride,
Or probably even die,
You wouldn’t even mind,
So what if then,
The sun doesn’t shine,
Because you’re the light,
Just be a little kind.
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