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Jan 2014
I couldn't keep my hands from holding tighter on to you
to use myself to weigh you down was all that I could do
and now the time has passed us by without a single stop
I still do not know what we are, I know what we are not
when you became familiar in the strangest kind of way
I had to take a step aside, I knew I'd gone astray
my feet have stumbled long enough for me to walk again
and every insecurity I had is lying dead
we cannot resurrect ourselves, we shouldn't even try
for one of us is more alive and so the other, dies
continue on without the weight of me inside your thoughts
my hands are holding nothing but the air that I once fought
Olga Valerevna
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Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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