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Whenever you cry, I born inside I feed from your fear, grows and hide; I'm your pillow that is invisible I'm always ready whenever you fall. In air I grasp for joy to bring turns the winter into the warmest spring; shyly changing your worst to best An ounce of beauty from the big mess. Honey! Sweety! i must say! I'm here always, by your side I stay; running, crawling, shaking like a thousand ping! Guide you to lie in the pillow's wing
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Would you dare to go deeper and dive in love or stay in the shallow area of your situationship?

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