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Facing the light that shines so bright

To see clearly can be a fight.

We shade our eyes moving slowly

Basking in the warmth happily

With the sun, the chilly air bites

We continue facing the light


Towards the beam that feeds us hope

Though weather feels like a down slope

For once again, we will climb high

Even if to the sun, we feel shy

No matter what life may seem

We continue towards the beam