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So Fondly

There are some things,

You can’t let go,

Like the warm embrace,

On a cold winter morning;

Amongst the rustling dry leaves,

And a little sun,

Peaking out of the clouds,

With the right amount of light,

For a perfect picture on your bedside table;

With you,

Holding on to me,

Like you haven’t held anyone,

So fondly.

So, please,

Keep me close,

As we cross the forests deep,

With your hands in mine,

With the stars lighting up the path,

Like they did for a million other hearts,

But this time around,

With you,

Holding on to me,

Like you haven’t held anyone,

So fondly.

 
 
 

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