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Jul 2019
Is it too much to ask
For someone to hold me?
Running fingers through my hair
Kissing my forehead

Holding hands as we walk
Smiles that go up to our eyes
I don't want to be alone anymore.
Being alone *****.
Please?
Written by
Zoe Grace  16/F/NSW, Australia
(16/F/NSW, Australia)   
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