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Feb 2019
I pick up the stones
carry them on my back
so you're not alone

The rocks they stack
and you shed the tears
with me right there
we conquer your fears

You know I care

I would break
my withered bones
for that grin to wake
as your own
Sarah Spencer
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Sarah Spencer  19/F/Indiana
(19/F/Indiana)   
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