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your hands, are the hands that have brought me up and into the light the hands that assisted me to break through the fright and I don't know what I'm going to hold on to when your hands leave me without a clue
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 2:07 AM UTC
hands
your hands, are the hands that have brought me up and into the light the hands that assisted me to break through the fright and I don't know what I'm going to hold on to when your hands leave me without a clue
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 2:07 AM UTC
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