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me is strength in the storm
me's courage when I am worn
I that is I, wanted to be
haunts, creeps, and begs me to flee
but me that exists
gives I power to resist
I am but a I of me
I'm a reflection when me's free
I's nature turns me to night
I am but a me of light
I walk amongst other I
but some shine brighter than thy
the bright I walk through valleys
as are untouched by the I of the valley
I am but a I of me
I am a humble servant but free
and I am certain that me of which I am a I of
loves me unconditionally
and that is why, when I die
they will say that I am a I of me
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..... I am a I of me .....
me's courage when I am worn
haunts, creeps, and begs me to flee
gives I power to resist
I'm a reflection when me's free
I am but a me of light
but some shine brighter than thy
as are untouched by the I of the valley
I am a humble servant but free
loves me unconditionally
and that is why, when I die
they will say that I am a I of me