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After a
while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and sharing
a life. |

| And you
learn that kisses aren't contracts. And presents aren't promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with you head up and your eyes open; with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. |

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And you
learn to build your hope on today |

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Yet each
step taken in a new direction creates a path |

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So you
plant your own garden and nourish your own soul. |

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And you
learn that love... true love, |

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And you
learn that through it all... and with God's help |

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