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You need to believe;
where on the hope relies, in the drive resides.
for no belief spawns nothing out of
the daily words, the daily exchanges.
We all need to believe,
for in belief we grow, we fly, we learn
In belief we press against
the storms knocking on the doors of our hopes,
keeping them out, keeping them away.
Flowers shadowed by the old tough tree,
through belief, will find their way
past the tall branches they sway
into the light, into the day.
Two sides of the coin,
each fighting to be flipped upon.
So much better of that one side
to face the floor and let the other
face the bright sky.
Split.
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