Yours
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Yours
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Under stress and strain
Faithless when the road darkens
Wander here and there
Stumble and fall
Fall and stumble but to nowhere
Question everything
Even beautiful thing
That comes my way from nowhere
Feel as if suspended in mid-air
With no landing in sight
Don't know going where
Know not what might happen next
Still going forward
Not known with trust or without trust
But I am sure every step
I take forward
Brings me nearer you
As I am always yours
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