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Feb 11
You always hold me
Your big hand wrapped in my tiny one
our eyes meeting softly
meaningless words filling our mouths
smiles beneath our blanket
i wish You’d always pull me to You, Moon
Written by
wren  15/F/nobody’s arms
(15/F/nobody’s arms)   
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