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he was,
a place where my soul belonged,
a wave that crushed against my shore,
a sunshine that showed me way
when I was lost,
his eyes were my favorite book
his voice was my favorite song
and he was the only person
       i've ever tried to
            h o l d    o n . . . . .

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