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Jan 2013
I can hear you speak through your calloused palms
You soothe my mind, erase my qualms
With just one touch to my right cheek
You take my breathe, make my knees go weak
Then lift me up, make me strong
Wrap me up in a hug so long
Then we break
and there's no need
For me to fake
A smile
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