You will always be known as a tough trouper walking
through strong stormy winds
You eyes clear open for doorways of a new dream.
Walk, breathe, inflate lung
No more long patience and suffering needed for the
duration of your tumult
Only calm hope strengthening you for the Lord's sake.
The tides will change and surge you upwards

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