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Most likely, three.
You don't know?
Me neither
All I want to do
is hold your hand
and tell you it's
going to be alright
for once
know that I can
keep the feeling of
warmth and comfort
guaranteed with arms
your arms
wrapped around my body
the knowledge of
limited happiness wears at
my heart and my brain
I can't read your mind
I know you're walking steady
while tripping over your
own feet
your skin and soul
and bones and mind
mixed with the
the circle of your being
add up to an odd number
