That magical hug.
Warm. Tight. Welcoming.
Amidst the dark dense shadows,
the thick pall of gloom,
your hug raises an exuberant cheer
of hope.
And this is all I want
of you.
No promise.
No meetings.
Not even love.
Only that magical hug.
Warm. Tight. Welcoming.
Warm. Tight. Welcoming.
Amidst the dark dense shadows,
the thick pall of gloom,
your hug raises an exuberant cheer
of hope.
And this is all I want
of you.
No promise.
No meetings.
Not even love.
Only that magical hug.
Warm. Tight. Welcoming.
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