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Fighting, struggle…./
I struggle, struggle to find a little spark to cling to when I'm somewhere else, groping in the dark doubting. One day I thought, the memory still lives in me.
My faith is different, I don't even know it.
I want to believe, but I only hear lies.
I can still believe or this is the end.
But I saw you in my dream, my faith protects me.
Maybe it's coming back, but now it's stagnant.
It's hard to move, help me.
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