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Nov 2012
I held your hand
as you told me the news
just as I was feeling like life was to good to be true.

I held your hand
as she shaved off your hair
I said you looked beautiful as you broke down in tears.

I held your hand
as you threw up each night
I held it
extra extra tight.

I held your hand
as you cried in pain
I held my tears in
to give you strength.

I held your hand
through it all.

And I am so happy to say
we never listened to death when it called.
Written by
Leila Kauhola
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