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Feb 2013
Just take my hands,
They are held out for you.
My shoulders are small,
But you can cry on them to.

We may grow apart,
But believe me this is true..
We may be just friends,
But I'll always love you.
This came to me at midnight.. I just had to write it down.
Alexia Vlasak
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Alexia Vlasak
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