Beneath the tropical skies, I did survive your lies

In the Grasses of death, I lost my breath

In that valley of night, I lost clear sight

Laid low so I would die, but instead I learned to fly

Now my honor retained and now my life regained

No one to care, but my life was to spare

Life isn’t fair, yet heard was my prayer


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