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| It seems I was born in a deep, dark hole, With a pinpoint of light shining in From hundreds of miles up high. All my life I have lived trying to reach The point from whence the light comes. It has been a long hard struggle Several times I've almost succeeded-- Only to trip or lose my footing--- To fell way back to the bottom. Many times I've wanted to call it quits, But the tiny light beckons me on, Offering hope and promise--- So I climb again. I'm tired and I'm weary, But I know in my heart If I ever reach the entrance-- Here's a big, beautiful world outside, Just waiting to warm and embrace me, To offer life as it should be Without heartaches, problems, or pain. After all these years I know heaven must be there. God will take me in His arms--- Everything will be worth the struggle below. Because He will make it so. At my most desperate moments I know in my heart that Someday I'll reach the top. |
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| " My Life " |