and we'll shout on rooftops
So that world can know
that our pains have'nt washed away hopes
We'll lift our fists in defiance
Our fists gripping the last of our dreams
Because every day present a chance
to toil every second until the sun dims
We'll pursue the same horizon
With the same glee
Our pains are all but gone
We'll to thrive, not just be
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