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Jun 2017
The travel is long, and wide, and Deep
But you're here, holding my hand, with me
Couldn't think of a better one to tread this with
Regardless of what happens, of what goes on
We'll never, ever be torn

The travel is tough, and wild, and surprising
But I can abide, if you have the patience
In my transitions, I'm caught now
But I'm not alone
In my travel towards the Sun

The travel you began
Thanks, thanks, thanks.
Little steps lead to a long path walked
I've done this on my own, alone

The travel is something i cannot lose
Throw away the wrong spells
Keep some for help.
To those who say I can only write depressing poems.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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   Antony Ros and Ryan Holden
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