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Dec 2012
My hand snakes to your ever so inviting lap
I want to hide us under my new baseball cap
It's your first time
Trust me, it'll be quite a climb
You're too afraid to be unleashed so soon
Wanting to stay within your cocoon
I don't blame you darling,
Kids and adults will never quit snarling
Called a coward
Not by me but society's video tapes
My head rests on your shoulder
I hope it doesn't feel like a massive boulder
That's when I come to life
Cut loose like Pinocchio was with a knife
Yet still called a coward
Because we're hidden outside of shadows
Sora
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