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I heard your cry

I heard your desperate pleas;

I heard your hopeless wish

But were too far away.


Even if I can hold your hand

You'll never feel me anyway.

Nor hear my compassion with you; 

Nor let me comfort you.


Things are just so impossible

Your too far out of my reach;

If only I could wish to be with you

When you desperately needs.

I will trade anything even for that split moment.

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