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I am becoming my own best friend
Now I no longer need fear the end It's the day-to-day journey that counts My former life I can now renounce I journey within, make no mistake It helps me decide which road to take My old, ex-life I can now forsake The weakness I had, God will abate He makes me stonger, so that I can Let his Love flow through me, hand in hand He knows I don't always understand But I'm not alone, together we can
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