Undercover, dry and warm
Thank you for the sun that gives us warmth
Thank you for the air that gives us breath
Thank you for the family that worries for us
Thank you for the friends that smile at us
Thank you for the people that greet us
Thank you for not giving up on me
Thank you for not letting go of my hand
But, most of all thank you for holding on
when I kept pushing away,
Thank you for being the sole source of light,
when all I could see and feel was darkness.
Thank you and I'm sorry.
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