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​​a poem - Your Arms Are My Cocoon
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​​a poem - Your Arms Are My Cocoon
Kept a poem that you wrote in my sleep
It's all I've got to hold you with me
My hands are cracked beneath your sun bleached clothes
You're all I've got to hold you with me

You're my only sense of hope
You're my only sense of hope
You're my only sense of hope
You're my only sense of hope
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