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Oct 2020
When you are angry
Fuming, stomping
Take a breath
To take your worries
Away
Take my own
I will gladly share
Because I care
For you
Happy, calm
Oh, my dear
Take a breath
It's okay
Put your worries away
But when I run out
You are full
Of me
Even though I'm gone
And that's all you need
To be.
Sydney ©2020
Sydney
Written by
Sydney  F/Somewhere in the world
(F/Somewhere in the world)   
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     Elizabeth J, --- and Junior McIntyre
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