Many long days
Lay ahead of me
In darkness I must go
Unsure which path to take
To where I want to go
I stumble in the darkness
Afraid to lose my way
I have hope however
Another this way has gone
Marking the path to fallow
And holds aloft a light
He is there to save me
He will guide the way
I will find the way
Looking to the Light
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