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There's a comfort here.

 

I feel at home 

in your arms.

 

I feel at peace 

in your embrace.

 

The cheap imitations

in my past

pale in comparison

to what we have.

 

Nothing else measures up.

 

Nothing else 

could ever compete.

 

It will always be you.

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