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I am strong today
I can look Life in the face
when she asks
What do you want of me?
and say
I don't exactly know;
I am searching, strong, and free!
Life leans back, she laughs;
Her green eyes glow
and she says to me
The search is long
the strong grow weak;
The unloved and unloving are the free!
And the mother in my head says told you so!
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