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Feb 2016
Look around,
You know there's something out there.
Take a breath,
You know there's a reason.
Step back,
You know there's a way.
Take my hand,
Let me reach out to you.
There's a way, you know.
It doesn't have to happen like this.

Look around
Take a breath
Step back
Take my hand
Let me ---
It's been rough. I hope he's not gone.
Sandra Dee
Written by
Sandra Dee  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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