Twelfth Friendship
In spite of sorrows, a heavy hand
We find the strength to firmly stand
Those tears may fall. Our hearts still beat.
With hope, we rise, refusing defeat
Through trials, deep and shadows long,
We find within a steadfast song
For in pain tears my we flow
But from this river, beauty grows
So let us cling to what is true
Let our wounds be path anew
For despite ache that we may bear
Loves gentle touch is always there
In every moment, we endure
Finding solace in the pure
With each sunrise, a brand new start
Healing whispers to the heart
So let us hold on come what may
For brighter skies will come our way
In spite of sorrow, will find Grace
And in the end, love will embrace.
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