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Apr 2014
Come sit down with me, dear.
Would you like a glass of tea, or are you more of a coffee person?

Come sit down with me, dear.
Allow me to wrap a warm blanket around you so you can be warm and cozy, in my arms.

Come sit down with me, dear.
Tell me about those things that keep you awake at night.
Those things that haunt your dreams
those things that remains you everyday you're less and less who you want to be.

Come sit down with me, dear.
Shall we share a bite?
Maybe your favorite food.
Or something new
Shall that tickle your fancy?

Come sit down with me, dear.
In that big chair.
There in the corner
with the red velvet arm rests
in the dimly lit room
that is so opulent.

Come sit down with me, dear.
So I can let you know
that everything
and I mean everything
will be *alright
the things you come up with when eating spaghetti
y i k e s
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y i k e s  24/F/Everywhere
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