Potency and Strength - Part 3
We live, we die, we love, we hate.
We laugh, we cry, we work, we sleep,
What makes us wake with satisfaction is our hope.
Our hope to live happy and free,
Our hope that tomorrow we will love,
Our hope that tomorrow will be another day,... a good day.
That day,.. I promise, will come.
We will live again in harmony and peace.
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