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Dec 2014
I had always searched for a friend
That wouldn't leave me in the end

Even after death
There is still hope
Even after life
There is still love
Even after you've lost it all
There is still faith

It may be smaller than a mustard seed at this point
But that just means
It was meant to move more than just mountains

And it may take awhile
To find those who love you
And you might have to die
Before they show up
But they will be there
Visiting your grave

Even in the rain

They loved you
They just were afraid
You didn't love them back

Now they know
Now they trust you

Can't you see?
Written by
Bobbie Bachelor  Canada
(Canada)   
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   Devon Webb
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