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Dec 2013
Your words,
haunting me at night.
Your words,
I remember mine were never right.
They took away my fear, and replaced it with peace.
Stress is all what they now release.
Once, your words were meant for me.

And me only.
Amy
Written by
Amy  Netherlands
(Netherlands)   
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