If the dirt is pure, what fruit may grow? Is it better to be clean and not lived at all, or covered in filth and still standing tall. What fruit may grow? Life comes and goes, but from the dirt we still grow.
Opportunities will come and go. It's what you do that determines the seeds that you sow. What will grow? We're all victims of our own doubt. Bear the good fruit, despite your dirt.
Bear the good fruit despite your dirt. We're all victims, we all hurt.
I know you feel alone, and I know you feel fragile. But let me tell you one thing: We all bear the good fruit.
But only if we let it grow.
We are not afraid to show the filth we crawled through.
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