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I wish I could carry your hope in my heart,
and draw upon it, when my world falls apart. Where do you get your strength? Is it something I just haven't learned, or something I just lack? The patience you show, to the world, your kids, your wife, I wish I could find your optimism, through so much grief, and strife. I wish I could see what you see, When I look at this life.
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