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Mar 2010
The words I've written,
The words I say,
Bring me comfort on a rainy day.
Your presence felt,
Your presence lost,
I'd try to hold you at any cost.
As the sky falls to the ground,
And no one hears the mournful sound,
I shall go.
Written by
Alex Caldwell
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