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Jan 2014
Through those long nights
And crisp mornings
And cold nights
I'll still be here to pick you up
When you can't
When you need someone
At 3 am or 5 am
I'll hold you while you cry
While you bleed out
While your bones become undone
And I have to place them back
Please hold on
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Lost  Canada
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