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When you walk
Through a storm
Hold your head, up high
And don´t be afraid, of the dark
Coz at the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song
Of the lark
Walk on, through the wind.
Walk on, through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed
And blown
Walk on walk on
With hope in your heart
And you ‘ll never be alone.
Joke van Geest, 2009
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