Hand Out
I'll hold my hand out for you.
Wait until we touch.
I'll take you out of those blues.
Pull you from your crutch.
Things might feel tragic,
I hear it's going around.
I'll just sit with you.
Until you feel safe and sound.
I promise I'll try,
To keep your chin high.
No matter the troubles,
I'll stay by your side.
It might be an hour,
Years or a day.
You've got the power.
You'll find your way.
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