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A Handle For My Pillow

I loved that soft pillow's

Safe cradle for my head

Nothing could hurt me

Protected from dread

 

After my parents died

Auntie took on my care

Left behind my pillow

More than I could bear

 

Never forgot that pillow

Not ever to be replaced

One of the traumas my

Troubled life has faced

 

Each of my later pillows

Joined a joyless queue

Until I shared y...

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