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Jan 12
Friend, you seem to be in great Despair
You probably are in need of gentle care.
Great sorrows, alone you bear.
Hiding it from me isn't fair.
With me, your problems, you can share,
Oh dear, for you, I'll always be there
Written by
Lidia  16/F
(16/F)   
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