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time spent free at home

sew my tender heart up with a little pin

deep red cotton

 

gentle serenades filling the corners of my room

softly singing

 

silky white fur and petite padded paws

quietly pattering

 

knitted, cream cosy cardigan

keeping me all toastie

 

swirling dark brown coffee

just 1 sweetener

 

darling, protect my heart

it can't go breaking

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