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Push me wake me
You give me a hug
These little hands sometimes play in mud
Constant wants and needs this is love
I need you
You need me
True love
I cradle you from time to time
Growing up is a fear of mine
Don’t you go
Please stay
Push me wake me
Give me a hug

- for my children, Atticus and Bradley

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