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Oct 2011
Night falls softly on her eyes,
Tears run down her cheeks.
She fears she is alone,
Abandoned in this life.
No soul to turn to,
No one to lean on.
Things may be bleak,
But this I know.
You my dear,
Are never alone.
Written by
Alex Caldwell
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