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Through The Days


It wasn’t that hard to get up and face all those unknowns with you in mind.
It wasn’t about me in the least.
Consoling you through controlling the nerves in me was the least of my concerns.
With you standing in the corner looking on, something needed to be said.
I had to look up from the pages that were already written and find someone to connect to.
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