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I WALK ALONE Head held high and smile in place, I think I'll rejoin the human race, I'll meet life head-on, face to face and of tears you'll never see a trace. The past is over, long gone, done! I plan on living my life in the sun. I walk alone and I'm having fun; two minus one still equals one. Forget the memories of hurtful days, forget living in a twilight-zone haze. Now I sing when the music plays, and to God I often offer praise! I'm a survivor, that's a true fact and I found the spirit that I lacked even after the old mirror cracked when into a corner I was backed. Head held high and smile in place, I think I'll rejoin the human race, I'll meet life head-on, face to face and of tears you'll never see a trace. Countrymom 10/14/07
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