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After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and changing a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean possession
And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises, and you begin to accept
Your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build your roads today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have ways of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much, so you plant your
Own garden, and decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn
And you learn...