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Song Poems The nights are cold, the days are too long.
With all my might, I'm trying to hold on.
But I'm getting tired, my arms are weak.
I can't hold on, I start to weep.
I start to let go, this life I can't keep.
But wait, what’s this, it's a calling voice.
"Wait! Hold on! You have a choice!"
I strengthen my hold, so I can hear the voice.
"If you hold on, I'll help you see,
that there’s more to life than there seems to be."
I held on a little longer, and a hand came down.
He showed me a better life, showed me around.
Now, no matter what you do, you can't put me down.
For now I have a better life.
