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May 2015
When you found me there crying,
You said, "What can I do?
I said, "Weave me a rope,
Something to hold onto."

"Use a few strands of hope,
And a couple of joy.
A bundle of friendship,
And one strand of peace."

Yes,
Please weave me a rope,
And if it stays strong,
I can fall from the cliff,
But I will forever know;
*I will never fall.
Nicole Dawn
Written by
Nicole Dawn  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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