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I felt bad when they were laughing,
staring, and never understanding what you truly dealt with,
and what it did to your spirit!
I could see you hadn't slept,
and there was nothing I could do
or say that would help you...
So I sat next to you and wept!
Everyone said you were crazy,
but the lithium made you hazy;
you stood there staring fear!
No one knew what it whispered in your ear
I told you that I got you,
that I'd never ever leave you
or pretend I never knew you.
I'll be here when there are few.
For despite a bird losing__
a feather, it doesn't stop
It flies out and find hope!
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