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Aren't You Glad They Made It? (Louis Toliver Jr-Lafayette, LA)

He brushed through his curly, silky hair
He leaned on his inviting, broad shoulder

He remembered where they had been
He remembered all their painful struggles

He reminded him of how far they come
He reminded him of how far down they were

He professed at one time he was his heroin
He professed at one time he was his meth

“Aren’t you glad we made it?” he said to him
“Did you ever lose faith?” he replied to him

“I knew we’d fight to the top,” he smiled
“I knew we’d beat our obstacles,” he grinned

These two men seemed as if they were one
What a great feeling and I’m glad they made it


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