Thought n.8

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Even though I am not here anymore, I will be the wind in your hair, I will be your calmest dream, I will be the light that shows you the way, I will be the whisper in your ears, I will protect you from all of your fears. I will come by dark and be gone by light but before...I will hold you tight.

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