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fumbling hands wake me
then a warm liquid poured into my soul

warmth eminates from my body
i am up

cream and sugar is stiredinto the mix
its starting to smell like home

cold hands, they reach around my body
drawing warmth from me

then soft kisses touch my forehead

agian i am empty and agian i will wait
wait for tomrrow morning
for those fumbling hands again

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