| I came to
              know what it is like to struggle. I came
              to know what it is like to go without. I came to
              know what it is like to live with heartache and pain. I came to
              know what it is like to be lonely. Many times
              I've held my head down and cried.  And in doing so I came to know you. And the rain fell and the sun shone. And somehow this poem found its way to 
            you.
 
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