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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

HiDDeN




  
Through the warmest
Cord of care
Your love was sent to me

I'm not sure
What to do with it
Or where to put it

Now I have
Been slightly shy
And I can smell a pinch of hope
To almost have allowed once fingers
To stroke
The fingers I was given to touch with

But careful, careful!

There lies my passion, hidden
There lies my love
I'll hide it under a blanket
Lull it to sleep


I'll keep it in a hidden place

Keep it in a hidden place

In a hidden place

Bjork

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