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It leaks out of me
Like waves on the beach's shore
It envelopes me
Like a warm blanket on a cold winter's evening
It lulls me to sleep
Like that of a mother's lullaby
It caresses my face
Like that of a grandmother's feather touch
It's what makes me whole

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