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When I think about all of my pain and strife.
I take a look back at who all was in my life.
I know that sometimes we have been misunderstood.
But if I could take your place, please know that I would.
Now it seems I will lose ones I love.
And the only place to talk to them will be the sky above.
Copyright © Julie Hill | Year Posted 2012
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