Dear Friend

May 2, 2011
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Dear Friend,
Every moment seems
it rushes forward
like the wind on a starlit night

Dear Friend,
Every heartache, every pain, every suffering
They're the tears
that fall from my eyes

Dear Friend,
It's like I'm grasping
for something too far
From my reach

Dear Friend,
You hold the joy
You hold the love
You are the Savior,
I desperately need.

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