Holding upon faith, given all that might,
Yet redundancy arise from the depth within.
Looking upon the rising sun,
Yet cold lingers within from the red river is.
Time will only show what kinda sweat and tears is used
But yet beholding nothing but a mere hope and faith.
Will it be a true that darkness stays even light fought the battle.
It was a losing war to begin with.
Crystal tears stream down the warm skin
Cut nothing could overcome the ice cold veins.
How would I possibly know where are the light the once shine in the dark long tunnel.
Kept my footsteps stable, still walking up with the only faith.
Far and deeper to the land that once called home.
Where all life begins. It wasn't just the same where once home was.
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