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Jul 2018
We dread that feeling of, oh, so low
So empty, broken, and never home
Let’s never venture to that horrid place
Where love has no trace
And I would cry and you would too
Neither one of us would know what to do
On the horizon comes a storm
We can win this fight, just hold on for one second more
So, hold my hand and love me true
These endless cataclysms will make us ever so confused
But, just stay right here side by side
And we shall be safe and sound
At the end when everything finally makes sense
Vinnie Brown
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Vinnie Brown  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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