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| It was cold, I was new, though he was warm and fed... |
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| A deep sleep follows... while I fall in love all over again... |
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| Oh.. long nights ?... mornings? ...What time is it? ...What day is it? |
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| May I always remember the way I felt, in these quiet special moments.. a blessing, a gift, pure magic. |
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