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The first one to jump in
And the last one to get out Will never scream in terror In fear he’ll never shout The man who wont back down The man who’s never scared The man who’ll never frown The man who holds no fear The last one on the ground And the first one to get up This man will take on anything He doesn’t give a fuck The man who holds all anger The man who’s calm and clear The man who loves his pride The man who holds no fear This life he feels is wasted Unless you stand and fight Sometimes you have to realize That darkness leads to light
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