In the land of warm sunlight, where the rivers gleam,
Lives a heart full of hope, in a Hazelnut Dream.
When the clouds gather dark, and the storms start to roar,
Remember, dear friend, there’s light waiting at the door.

Life can be tricky, like a dance on a thread,
With moments of sorrow, and words left unsaid.
But each fall we take, is a step to rise high,
Like the sun after rain, we’ll reach for the sky.

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