You don't know how long I've waited for this moment to arrive. My faith is weak but I somehow managed to keep it alive. You don't know how many times I thought the day was here. And each time ended with a sigh and once or twice a tear. You know it's just a scratch, (I've had worse) No cause to retreat. I know my time will come someday, Keep on marching to the beat. I didn't know just how I'd feel, but now that day has come at last. The black bird sings! I feel like new! Anticipation is a blast.

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