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Jan 2015
It could have been me, lying in a narrow alley with a drug needle
Sticking in a vein,or white powder up my nose. It could have been me,
Wandering the dark streets talking to myself jn madness, always
Thinking there was no way out, but your love stayed in my corner
Knocking out all fears and doubts, love was in my corner tending to keep me strong, flashing light of inspiration saying don't stop now or do any
Harm or wrong, my soul says yes I can make it, with each trial and testing
I can take it because love is in my corner
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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