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Nine Eleven
We lie like spoons under mama’s handmade quilt
He inhales the citrus smell of my shampoo
Our old dogs lie snug in their beds
Dreaming of fields full of rabbits
We lie like spoons under mama’s handmade quilt
He inhales the citrus smell of my shampoo
Our old dogs lie snug in their beds
Dreaming of fields full of rabbits