He walks beside me in silent affection,
As I trek the way to life's destination;
He watches over me, fight for conviction,
Or grapple serenely, pain and affliction.
It is always He, Who mends my broken dreams
Shattered ruthlessly by fate's treacherous schemes.
I turn to Him and then,once more feel His love,
Then start to live again, by the Light above.
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