When shadows creep and sorrows steep,
And life's harsh winds do blow,
Remember this, in dark's abyss:
You're not alone, although
It may seem so. For closer than
Your very breath, I wait.
Just shut your eyes, and visualise
A friend who won't abate.
Imagine then, a gesture when
You need a lift of heart:
A thumb raised high against the sky,
A simple, strengthening art.
This silent sign, a bond divine,
Recalls what you should know:
In joy or pain, I will remain.
You're never on your own.
So when the blues feel all too real,
And cruel seems every day,
Just pause and find, within your mind,
The one who's here to stay.
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