It was your hand reaching out in the darkness. I was lost and searching, scared and confused so I grabbed hold with all of my strength. I felt the warmth of your grasp, the whisper of your voice and the security of your presence.
It was your hand leading me along the road. I knew not what lay ahead, I had lost the path and I had no plan. Darkness was all about, and I had given up on rescue and there you were...waiting, willing me to come.
It was your hand I found by the wayside. I had strayed
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