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Fuzzy Like Cotton for Becky

Dearest darling friend of mine,
consumed by grief and love.
My friend whose smile is
usually so bright.

Dearest darling friend of mine,
so sad right now but once
was full of joy and happiness,
fuzzy like cotton.

Oh my silly, funny friend.
I understand; you're hurting.
The pain, excitement turns to death
and the sun sets on tomorrow.

Dearest darling friend of mine,
consumed by grief and love.
My friend whose smile used to
light up her face.
Is it true
you won't smile anymore?





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