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They spoke. They healed. They smiled.
Words were words. No less, no more.
No meanings were derived.
I was wrapped in a blanket. The breeze was chilly. All I needed was a human hug to fall into a warm dreamy sleep. The blanket is never enough, and never good enough.
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