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Chained to the past, the bitter regret

times of my life I would rather forget

But they haunt me still, this long past gone

clouds now hang here where the sun once shone

Blackened and enraged, filled with doubt

things which had happened, I'd try to figure out

no peace in my head, no release in my heart

I've filled my duties, and I'll gladly take part

but allow me to remember, and then to move along

with a smile on my face and in my heart a song

I refuse to back down and give in to hate

but if I can't forget now, it will be too late

I'll shield off the rain, until comes the calm

Then plant new life seeds, from my renewed palm.