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Jan 2019
looked into your eyes
like they were stars,
shooting stars i could wish on
held you so, so close
like you were my saving grace,
my anchor, my only hope

forgot to not smile
as if you didn’t make me forget my troubles
constructed careful words
like they could be my last,
the last words to linger

i know that this will take me down
sarah
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