Walking down the street,
My mind is in an oblivion.
I don't know what I'm thinking.
I'm in a state of confusion,
And I have mixed feelings about nothing.
But all the same,
I have to do something with my life.
To me, there's no hope'
And no hand to hold on to.
I feel like giving up now.
But then, I remember the Good Old Book,
"Come to Me all you who labor...."
"....able to do exceedingly abundantly...."
It's then that I realize that,
All hope is not lost,
Because all I ever needed, is
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