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I used to use you as a shelter warm, When the night was dark and silent to me, So then I could drown out the sounds of storm; You were my comfort against the fruit tree. As I grew older, I stopped needing you
 You said you had to find yourself  Which was confusing to me  Cause I see you so clearly  Your crystalline eyes like marmalade in the sunlight Your hair like chestnuts Cascading down your spine under your snapback   Brushing it out of your face w
Be with someone whose words make you
A cradling embrace A comfort space A warm hug   The night of cotton The understanding we crave
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