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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