The higher I reach the deeper I fall.
All I can do is crawl.
I try to stand tall
After getting no answer to my call.

I see the distance cliff
The beaconing  rift
And I get an emotional  uplift.

For once again on wings of hope
I will try to cope
I will try to be strong
When situations goes wrong

Once again I reach up high.
And again begin to fly

The higher I reach the deeper I fall.
All I can do is crawl
While I try to stand
I take the out stretched helping hand.

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