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We work hard for it, wanting it to be true.

Stopping at nothing, through every obstacle busting through.

Rejecting the shadows, Accepting the paddles

And holding on for dear life to the saddles. 

Ready to chase this light.

Over any given fray, row, or fight.

Won't rest until it has come to pass. 

Assured that it will sure enough last.

Hearing the sweet melody ring freely.

Feeling the love that will sing sincerely. 

Success will taste good.

Elevating my position from which I once stood. 

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