After a while
After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't always mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns when it's too much so you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong and
You really do have worth
With every goodbye you learn...
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