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pillow
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the warmth that you spread,
when I hug you on
frosty winter nights.

your feather-like touch
that keeps me safe.

like the graze of a thumb
on my cheek, your soft material
dries my tears.

you muffle my screams
of pain when
I cry into you.

you listen to my fears when
the world shuts their ears.

you're my coping mechanism.
you make me feel sane.

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