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Dec 2010
I keep trying.
But they all keep dying.

I keep trying.
But they all keep leaving.

I keep trying.
But they all stop hoping.

I keep trying.
But they all stop loving.

I keep trying.
But soon I'll be like them.
Written by
Elizabeth Holt
832
   --- and Henk von Stockhausen
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