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Every time that I look up to the sky after the rain. I think back when i was a crybaby. I am chasing somebody's back blindly. Thinking " I WANT TO BE STRONGER".The word" THANK YOU" has faded into the wind now. Am i getting stronger? I don't know the answer yet.That's why I'll keep walking ahead.So LET"S GO?! Without stopping... Without giving up to the flow of time. I'll keep getting back up because I don't want to lose something precious... The voice inside of me keeps sustaining me... Wicked rain will get in my way but I won't walk away...