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Looking Back
Looking back, it seems
Dreams remained dreams
Reality is extremely harsh
Hot desert or wet marsh
No middle comfortable way
Not even for a single day
Hardship has been a way of life
Always on the edge of the knife
Struggle all day and night
Peace always a distant light
There is only one solace
A healthy body with God's grace
To fight the daily battles
Hassles, haggles and struggles
Frustration sets in at this thought
Whether all I've done is a big naught
So, never look back, look ahead
Why unnecessarily spoil the head
Dreams remained dreams
Reality is extremely harsh
Hot desert or wet marsh
No middle comfortable way
Not even for a single day
Hardship has been a way of life
Always on the edge of the knife
Struggle all day and night
Peace always a distant light
There is only one solace
A healthy body with God's grace
To fight the daily battles
Hassles, haggles and struggles
Frustration sets in at this thought
Whether all I've done is a big naught
So, never look back, look ahead
Why unnecessarily spoil the head
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Looking Back
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