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Comfort Giggles Click to hear this poem read I lay on my side alone wrapped in my comforter* shivering with it over my head. You entered into my room also cold and barely awake. Shivering. I lifted my comforter and welcomed you in. Moments later, my comforter lay smiling at the foot of the bed, My left leg over your left shoulder, my right leg between yours, I realized we were both warm. *Comforter is a coverlet.
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