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Nov 2015
Sometimes when things get fuzzy
I like to go for a walk
And just breathe deeply

I've always been one
To hold on longer
Clasp my fingers with yours
Wrap my arms around your body
Until I feel you loosen your grip or hold
Even just a little bit
And then I tell myself
It's okay to let go

But only when I know
You let me go first
Written by
Kimmer  Canada
(Canada)   
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