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a cuddle up
love song
for a wannabe wallaby
you can be possum
wombat echidna
fleas and lice
afur with day wistful
prey of whom-may-ask
ticks and generally close to starvation
creature aplay
cuddle up
tricks up to
snuggle in then
quantify forever please
I could catch your breath
throw this question around
you’re my monster always were
as far with the bones as any could be
we make all our weather from this
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