When we hugged

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When we hugged those few times we did,
I knew I had everything I ever dreamed of in my hands,
I felt like the autumn rains,
the fresh breezy winds,
and the warmth of a bonfire when it has first Been light.

Now that those hugs are gonna,
all I can wish is that I had it again,
and that I held on to them a bit longer than I did.

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