Going through life is like a war.
You can't exchange it at your local store.
That's just the cycle of life.
You have to push forth with great strife.
It's something we all go through,
but think about the end view,
and claiming your victory.
It's what you fought to see.
So keep it dear to your heart,
and never get far apart.

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