Every moment gives us a chance, to prove ourselves, to become more than what we are, and even though my arms will grow weak, this fire in my heart still burns. And you will never silence us. Tell me what you see beyond your fist, clenched towards the sky. Keep sight of your hopes, and be prepared to catch them if they fall. Move forward, never hesitate, take hold and fight on, fight for your life, so at the end of it all, you'll be able to say, that you gave it your best, you fought till the end, you gave it your all, you weathered the storm.