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Nov 2021
I wondered what we'd do
when the words ran out
now it’s  run out
almost on cue
I wondered what we’d do
when the light began to fade
now it’s dark in here
makes me afraid
I wondered what we’d do
when we couldn’t rise
now we’re sinking
like a stone in the muir
I wondered what we’d do
when we couldn’t smile
now it’s looking
now it’s looking
like we need another
mile
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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