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Guidance


As the lights hang from a dirty bent pole 

so dirty like the crusty milk on a table.

I start to realize no matter how bad life can be.

 

Theres always a little light at the end,

to show you theres more to life.

 

It’s the light to give you ideas.

To guide you and lead you to the right way.

 

It’s in everyone you just have to 

be patient and look for it.

 

You may be lost along the way.

but don’t give up on yourself.

The pain doesn't last forever.  

 
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