How do I face another day
Only to suffer another way,
Perhaps to have things get even worse,
Eerily resembling a vicious curse.
I cannot say how I endure
Sorrowfully without a cure;
All I can say is, “God is with me,
Lovingly guiding me through the dark sea.”
Losing is common but hope still remains;
(There’s always hope for what God fore-ordains).
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