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Jan 2019
When the road is uneven
And you feet can walk no more
Ill pick you up and hold you
Until you’re home at last.

When your heads a minefield
And everything’s a mess
Ill untie your broken strings
And lay them out to rest.
Alexandra Holcombe
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Alexandra Holcombe  21/F
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