So far away.
So far gone.
So far down.
Yet, I'm not lost.
I'm not alone.
I'm not left on my own.
So I rise, and rise again.
I'm not out of this by far.
I'm not ready to give up just yet.
I'm not ready to give in just yet.
I will hold on.
I will hold out.
I have hope in my faith in my God.
SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(06/03/2013)
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