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Dec 2019
You know you can tell me,
all the troubles you encounter,
when the voices getting louder.

You know you can tell me,
when the wind is ripping on your sails,
and you just need to exhale.

You know you can tell me,
all you ever need,
so you can proceed.
Written by
Elisabeth Meyer  21/F/EU/OZ
(21/F/EU/OZ)   
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