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I know something i can cling on,
A strap to hold on to,
When life waves increases in tide,
And it beats against the rock of my resilience,
Eroding my strength,
Bit by bit,
Like a cancerous disease,
Dip down the soul of man.
When the trials get running,
Rolling on like the wheels of a charging chariot,
And threatening to charge down my wall,
My very helm of succor,
I hold on to my faith,
My unseen inner strength.
Though the physician might say,
And life may bring otherwise,
My soul will never wither,
It will always bloom on.