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Nov 2014
My heart sinks to the ground
To it it's bound
I wonder: will you come around?
With you it'll be unbound

You would hold it high
Making it feel the deep blue sky
Where it wouldn't wish to die
So it had no need to cry
Written by
Christina R Wright
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