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Warm and fuzzy
What it is like,
To be in your arms?
Warm and fuzzy?
I miss it.
I miss you.
Never have you held me,
Nor I held you.
But oh how I miss it.
To be in your arms?
Warm and fuzzy?
I miss it.
I miss you.
Never have you held me,
Nor I held you.
But oh how I miss it.
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