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Apr 2014
take my hand and give me your power to do something
I'm tired to feel hopeless, I want to feel fearless
crying like a cascade, never stopped over a decade
it's going to be worse, so please stay close.

take my hand and promise me the moon
so we can both smile at impossible abduction in the sky
look at me and tell me that I count
or
it will be fine, love
therefore, hold my hand and don't let go.
Cristina
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Cristina  32/F/where I belong
(32/F/where I belong)   
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