When Scars Fade.

At last I see myself from a stronger point of view

As I look over my shoulder yesterday calls out once more

When the past begs for my attention

I remember not to dwell but to make peace

For these scars remind me that these are better days

◄ Here I go to Carry On

Living in the Dark. ►

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