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Nov 2018
underneath the leaves

lies an anxious heart

scraping the cold hard past

with tracks of hope 

hidden with no voice


you grow from pain

feeding from the soul 

with strength you never knew you had

take me slowly 

and I'll enjoy the ride


walk with me

tomorrow and today

let me fall

dusting off my pride

I'll reach for your outstretched hand
Written by
prikcab
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