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i'll give you my  bones, and help you make the house. i'll give you my mind, so you can decorate it as a room and sleep. i'll give you my skin to make cradle for the children inside you. i'll give you my hair, to make blankets to keep yourself warm. i'll give you my bodyparts, to make the furniture in your new house. i'll give you my lips, to lull your nightmares to sleep. i'll give you my eyes, so you can make the clouds in your house, that will cry when ever you are sad.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
House of clouds
i'll give you my  bones, and help you make the house. i'll give you my mind, so you can decorate it as a room and sleep. i'll give you my skin to make cradle for the children inside you. i'll give you my hair, to make blankets to keep yourself warm. i'll give you my bodyparts, to make the furniture in your new house. i'll give you my lips, to lull your nightmares to sleep. i'll give you my eyes, so you can make the clouds in your house, that will cry when ever you are sad.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
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