Throughout the tunnel
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If you are struggling, just remember there is a light for every tunnel. Darkness through the tunnel vanishes, and light is exposed to eternity on the way out. The steps that have built you upon the way will break the sun & bring happiness into your life. The dawn will bring you hope and light to save your from your battle worn self
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