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Nov 2018
I have a curse, I have a friend
And Solitude's the name
He makes me wish I had an end
To playing this cruel game

He keeps me under his own wings
From him I never stray
He's my friend now, and though it stings
I go to him each day

He lets the wind come push me down
He tells the rain to pour
And even if I make a sound
It's silence, nothing more

He's my friend now, my only one, and for a time I've known
That even if I knew the world, with him I'm still alone
The reverse of part one
Bethie
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Bethie  22/F
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     Fawn, PhoenixTetra, eileen and SEHO
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