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Your Gentle knocks Angelic kicks Subtle imprints Mystical moves, Brings about Joyous chuckles Anxious looks The fidgety sighs The wait Counting days Friday to Friday
Read me aloudFeel the familiar sensation of words often saidAnd bring me to life We living things Like to scream into a voidCold and careless to our concernsWe yell not to be heard
  To know you will always be supported, Held up on either side, an angel to hold your hand, A God to lift you up from your feet. To understand and to comprehend,
We are just waiting for that time when
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