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Mar 2017
dry your eyes
young me
it weren't meant to be
lifes unsure
don't worry about the deeds
you'll wake up warm
without any sad dreams
i know life is not always
what it seems

dry your eyes
young me
i know its hard to believe
that this life is yours
when you can barely see
don't worry about the
world
it will be yours
i believe
that this life comes
with trouble
you just need to believe
something i will tell young me
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