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Jan 2017
You were my only friend
I had no one during my childhood
You were always there in the end
You were there when no one would

Now I am not talking about a person
I was surrounded by loneliness
I had no one for some reason
I keep to myself, that was my businesse

Now here we are years later
I didn't think I would see you
But now you show up to cater
The poor lonely girl that is what you do
Isabelle H Graye
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Isabelle H Graye  Planet Earth
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