Dec 2016
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What if everyone you loved,
Forgot,
And all you did,
It was for naught,
Could you stand alone,
And for every shot,
Not allow your soul,
To be bought.
What if everyone you loved,
Forgot,
And all you did,
It was for naught,
Could you stand alone,
And for every shot,
Not allow your soul,
To be bought.
(25/Canada)
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