Where did we decide that struggle
Was the place to strive
Never seeing anything
But a glimpse of distant prize
We battle through the drudgery
This thing that we call life
Working hard all through the day
Looking forward to the night
We fight with such passion
To get the things we want
The ring is at the end they say
Its circular of gold
I hope to find that ring someday
Long before I get too old
Struggle builds us stronger
Lessons will be learned
Life's a constant process
One that should be adorned
That ring one day i'll capture
And wear it on my hand
So all that are to see it
Will work to solve their plan
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