We Have Come So Far

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Take a moment and look around

See where we are

Think back to where we started

We have come so far

We have done so much

We have helped so many

We have had wins and losses

Good days and bad

Days when I fell, and you helped me stand

Days when we supported each other

Navigating rocky terrain

Days when we lost our way

And drifted along together for a time

I would not have made it this far

If you were not with me

I am thankful we are making this journey together


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