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| A Special World... |
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
'n holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
'n though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer 'n keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.. !
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