When your soul is fragile, shaken, aching

I’ll love you through the darkness and the cold
When your soul is fragile, shaken, aching
You’ll have my hand to hold
I’ll love you through the blooming
When you finally begin to rise
When you stop believing all the lies and open your eyes
I’ll love you through the murky in-between
When y…
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