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Heart full of hope but Hands trembling with fear I find myself writing these words As I whimper every tear I hold my pen but I need not think much For there is one thing I long for And that is your soft, tender touch I gaze through an empty room And remember what we had shared For if you meant nothing to anyone I still would have cared Like a child I’ve fallen And could rise no more But you gave me the strength of a lion With a loud, scorching roar I passed through all barriers As if they were never there But then I lost everything How is it that life is fair?
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