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There may be fog, but light is always on the other side.
When we see the fog our instinct is to run and hide.

When we run it will always find out where we go.
It will capture us and keep us on a shelf for show.

If we hide from our problems we become weak.
Our stress level has reached its ultimate peak.

We must stop hiding now and race right through it.
We always prevail and through every bit.

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