I'd rather not sit and pout.. but dance in the sun without any doubts.
A life filled with love and fun, roaming free: just the way we ought to be.
Why must one hurt? A broken being never strives to do what is right.
Must we sit and endure this raging fever and fight that is called life?
Strength and might are all we have, in order to prosper in this endless pit.
Fight on, be strong. It will all be over before too long.
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