A little faith for unyielding light
A little hope against brutish night.
A little strength upon each arid breath
A little sufferance against every wrath.
A little faith for unyielding light
A little hope against brutish night.
A little strength upon each arid breath
A little sufferance against every wrath.
And a little pot to smoke the blues away. 🙂
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