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Jun 2015
I will not make light
of your dark.
It's too heavy
to be thrown to the wind
like a wish
from a child.
I will not use your tears
to paint a smile.
I will drink them
that they echo
through my blood.
I will not let you walk alone.
I will put my arms
around you
and carry you on.
niamh
Written by
niamh  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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