It Was Only When Comments

My eyes might have innocuously closed umpteenth number of times; in the tenure of my impoverished and short life,
But it was only when they felt your celestially compassionate palms on them; that they fell into a spell of invincibly everlasting sleep.

My lips might have wholesomely unfurled a boundless number of times; in the space of my disastrously stumbling and battered life,
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