They say it's always darkest before dawn. They say to suck it up and carry on. They say seasons will soon change into spring. They say there is an end to suffering. They say the tunnel fills with rays of light. They say to win you must keep up the fight. But I say I don't care; I'm not going anywhere. I say I'll stay right here; I won't give in to fear. I say I'll do it my way, and even if day never breaks, I'll still do whatever it takes. I say I'll dance right through the storm and sing in the rain as it rages on. I say I might just float away. The creme rises to the top, or so they say.
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