Aug 2015
Patching us together lightly,
We've become so fragile.
Ripped apart by the slightest breeze,
We're fighting the wind.
Hope is the only thread left
Holding us together.
We've become so fragile.
Ripped apart by the slightest breeze,
We're fighting the wind.
Hope is the only thread left
Holding us together.
(Michigan)
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