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I’ll wrap you in a quilt of warm, loving words
make you realize how wonderful you are, do you
trust yourself enough to let me beam all you
feel back at you, will you allow me to
reflect the beauty of your soul
I cannot teach love of self, your gifts and
personality, I cannot tell you anything, you
have to see it for yourself, I hold a mirror
to your face, hope you have the grace to love
yourself so much, you will love me too
I’ll pack your heart in cotton wool, softer than
any words you’ve ever heard, I’ll sing you a
lullaby sweeter than angelic hosts, I’ll wrap
my love in new terms that will lift you from
the depths of grief in which you dwell
My love will fill your heart with light and lift you
high so you can fly without wings, my words will give
you strength to hold the love of your life even more
than before without needing her to live at all
you will become strong enough
To make it on your own, buoyed up by my love
as light and energy, a rhythmic melody which
I send to you…
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