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One More Day

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When I see a reflection of myself at the bottom of a river,
Cold water's holding on to my body,
I feel the urge of letting myself go,
Then I hear a voice of my Father whisper softly in my ear,
A never ending love from above,
I know I am not alone.

When I am down on my knees,
And cannot find a reason to fight for myself anymore,
I look up to the sky,
The sunrays caressing my face,
I know I made it one more day.
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Published: 11/22/2012
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