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Divine Blanket
A divine blanket
It is not cotton
It is your love, which hasn’t been forgotten
A ray of sun, with a shiny old gun
Nails painted red, a symbol of what you’ve given
And though I feel bedridden and confined under the blanket
I will never forget it
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It is not cotton
It is your love, which hasn’t been forgotten
A ray of sun, with a shiny old gun
Nails painted red, a symbol of what you’ve given
And though I feel bedridden and confined under the blanket
I will never forget it
© All Rights Reserved
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