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I've lost a lot in my life,
From happiness, to security, to fight.
Even though I survived another night,
I still wonder if I can handle this strife.
So tonight I step out into the storm
I grow weary with every step I take,
down the endless broken path.
My head grows heavy with every breath,
my vision blurring through a swarm of tears.
I'm not walking because I'm going somewhere
I'm walking forwards
I'm not walking to show them what I can do
I'm walking to show them what I won't do
I have peace within my soul
Each step I take
