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Jun 2013
I would run one thousand miles,
I would run a few,
if thats what it took to save you,
then that is what I'd do.

But the truth that always scares me,
is I can't save you from your fantasies,
I'm not strong enough,
If your depression becomes reality.
Bogle
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