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Cold
Just lay your hand
in mine
when I´m shaking
because the frost
is running through my veins
Just lay your hand
in mine
when my eyes flicker
and all I can see
is darkness
Just lay your hand
in mine
you don’t have to do
anything
you don’t have to say
anything
Just lay your hand in mine
I just need to know
I´m not alone
out here
in the cold
Wednesday 15th April 2020 9:06 pm
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