Prosperous Life
When you're left alone
and have to fight your own;
the world seems so large...
the world, it seems so
E
V
I
L.
All survivors...
young and old,
big and small,
through all the falls
Stand
T
A
L
L
!
Fight
S
T
R
O
N
G
!
And Speak
L U
O D !
To find the truth.
The truth that lies within ourselves...
that we, as a world, can and will
have a prosperous life
no matter what the circumstance!
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