| I stay close to my kin, my arms open wide Till I’m forced to the front, and further, outside I fold my arms tightly, the better to bind My embrace keeps unruly portions aligned. |
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| I stay close to my kin, my arms open wide Till I’m forced to the front, and further, outside I fold my arms tightly, the better to bind My embrace keeps unruly portions aligned. |
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