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Promise -I

When you are sleeping,
Cold and blue,
Unaware of the blanket
That lies right there
I will open it, And fold
gently at your feet
Quietly covering you and me
Letting you hold my body
Still unaware of my being
But I will be there, forever
I promise.

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