I want to do right,
To do what I should
Sometimes costs me a fight.
The Old Man is strong,
He wants his own way,
Though I struggle along,
He fights me to stay.
My will can be weak,
Old Man may prevail,
How I will defeat him,
I sometimes can't tell.
Then, when I think
I can no longer fight on,
It comes in a blink,
I have the Will of the One.
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