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Through the Struggle
Sometimes I feel like I’m going down,
Sometimes it seems I’m falling to the ground;
But I believe even angels descend like rain
When they collide with clouds of pain.
Somehow I know that I am frail and weak,
That I am small, and the world is so big;
But life is still worth living for
And I believe there’s something more.
Even when I feel underappreciated,
In many ways, I am underestimated;
Still, I stand tall, I rise through the struggle,
And find my way despite the trouble.
