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"He lost it centuries ago,
I need a majestic hug from you with deep longing, as if I had barely found you.
Do you know how it feels to hug you?
You seem tiny and lost in my arms, but I feel like I fit the whole universe.
Every sentence of yours has a deep meaning in me.
What comes out of your tongue will either be a wound or a cure.
You are worthy even if you are injured
Even if it's healing, you deserve it
To the throne of my heart, whose reins are in your hands
Being a prisoner of you is my freedom
Your breath sustains my life
Whether you want to be a friend,
Whether it's a wound
Your grace upon me, your curse upon me.."