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How many times have I held you close
and never spoken a word?

Chance fell into my lap and I snatched at it,
almost missed it,
then fell into it;
head first with my foot in my mouth and
iridescent little thought bubbles
spilling from my lips.
I hope you can feel through my eyelids
and know the words
that I find so hard to say.

Let me fall asleep in your lap
and dream away the day
because tomorrow I can save you
but please save me today.