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Dec 2013
we all loved being touched
in way we feel security and comfort

not the kind of touch where someone
holds our hand or our wrist tightly
when we walk across the road
just so we won't be knocked down
by a car or any speeding vehicle

the kind of touch when someone
cups our neck and meets our eyes
or places both their hands firmly
on both our shoulders

to just simply reassure
and to remind that
we could feel safe being
being with the ones
we think we can trust
jat
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jat  meadow of daisies
(meadow of daisies)   
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   Gaby Comprés
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