There are times we walk into the fire, knowing we will burn.
There are times we step into the cold, regardless of the chill.
We put ourselves between those we love and the pain this world can cause,
Knowing we cannot truly shelter them,
But hoping we can at least lessen then blow.
There are times we step into the cold, regardless of the chill.
We put ourselves between those we love and the pain this world can cause,
Knowing we cannot truly shelter them,
But hoping we can at least lessen then blow.

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