My white hand held his hand while we were in darkness His hand held mine when I needed him We held each others hands to stay strong He was my strength I was his Whenever the situation got complex I never let go I held on tight and never let go There were moments when I wanted to I was weak I was scared I was ready to give up Until He held it stronger to the point I held on tighter Palms got sweaty palms got shaky but Our hands stayed strongAll Rights Reserved
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