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Dec 2017
baby girl, i know he hurt you bad
real bad
but you gotta collect all of your
hopes and dreams in your hands,
put them in a knapsack,
and throw it over your shoulder
because it's gonna be a long road
and some nights those hopes and dreams
will be the only good that you have left,
and when those nights do come
hold your head and heart in either hand
and gently whisper "equal"
but make sure that you put them
back where they belong
because if you don't you're in for a
world of pain that not even your
hopes and dreams can handle
rmh
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rmh  17/F/Minnesota, USA
(17/F/Minnesota, USA)   
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