So far away,
Near the farway tree
I sit under the shade,
Thinking what i could be!It's been a rough time
I've been through a lot,
These stepping stones and hurdles
Always made a thought,
inside my mind,
whether i could be up to see the sunrise!There's a hope, still lies
After every sunset,
there are bright lights.I may soon see those flowers
Blooming again,
And so will I,
bloom into a flower of hope
in this darkness.I will pass through the obstacles
Smelling the roses I'll go,
No matter how many thorns are there
With hope, faith and action, I'll blow!
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