Him

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He's like a blanket on a chilly night,
A warm hug when I'm filled with fright.
He's like a wave, and I'm like the shore,
Constantly reaching out for more.

He's my favorite thing to talk about,
Always in my head, I don't know how.
I'll love him forever and ever and then,
I love him more than I can say with pen.

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