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Don’t think we were born knowing hope from anything. Don’t let go of the day you were born. Don’t be sorry for having faith in anything. I’m not sorry, I’d do it again.
I believe in using what you’ve got, like the times we walked straight through the night. And I know we’ve got a lot ahead of us. And I know who I am.
I’ve been as far as the state line and back again. Down this street are the halls of my grade school. Thunderheads seemed much bigger then – remember when this same storm shut those doors for a week?
Lifetimes behind, but there’s still time…
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