Their currency
What happened to those
Who shed many tears and bled for others
Those good Samaritans
Who would rather wear the crown of thorns
They fight in the background
With the resilience and drive of a warrior
But seemingly so ordinary
Despite being the most abnormal
And when the storm arrives
You will be there to pick up the pieces
It doesn’t matter what or who or you feel like zero
That’s the life of an unsung hero
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