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Sep 2015
From such great heights
He stoops down low
To lift my head
Without a care
Of what this looks like

With steady hands
He stitches up
The wounds time left
To make anew
The first of spring

He made me whole
Oh how he dared
Defied the odds
Through stormy seas
To win me over

And there we went
To distant lands
To such great heights
To ocean floors
We walked on water
Sam Lichauco
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