
Sometimes I struggle so much I don’t
Know how I go on.
My soul thinks more of me than I do.
A new day has to dawn
When the way I see myself is mirrored
In the way my soul sees me.
It’s the only way to get through this
And finally find relief.

Sometimes I struggle so much I don’t
Know how I go on.
My soul thinks more of me than I do.
A new day has to dawn
When the way I see myself is mirrored
In the way my soul sees me.
It’s the only way to get through this
And finally find relief.
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