They call it strength, the way I stand;
I call it scars that shaped my dark.
I did not rise, I dragged myself through pain,
and still they wonder how I stand again.

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They call it strength, the way I stand;
I call it scars that shaped my dark.
I did not rise, I dragged myself through pain,
and still they wonder how I stand again.

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