Recovery

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I will fix this mess I've made of myself

Everything is made to be broken

Revitalize me back to my full health

To freedom I win a golden token

And now I realize where I went wrong

Move me forward from the mistakes I made

Finally able to sing my full song

No longer will I be depressions slave

I know there is still a big hill to climb

But I do know happiness will be mine

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