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A better place to rest,
The sun's warmth on my skin.

A world where I can curl into a ball,
And sleep forever.

If only I was a teddy bear,
Nothing to hurt only full of fluff.

Then maybe I would earn all hugs,
Forever love in a embrace.

But thats not the true point,
Wishes are not reality truly made.

Why dream on,
When they are all you have?

Dreams, bitter dreams come what may.