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The Precious Bird

Hope, like a bird
Flies away
From many that surround me
Please, my hope, stay another day
For now I truly need thee

When my courage
And strength fail
You, my hope
Is what prevails
To help me live, and fight, and cope

May I never cease to dream
Of what tomorrow may bring
For now my days are dark with hate
But if you from within me sing
It will never come too late





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