Are you lost

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By shanice baier

We held hands at hollywood bowl As the summer sun set I was afraid i'd be lost we were two,we were three we were seventeen And still the sun sets But my fingers grip air And i feel lost Have i let go or have you rise my friend smile my friend use your light and find me my firend

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