My precious (somewhat....)


a patch of beige cloth stunned me a few days ago after i reached home from school.. it was smooth and had a slight reflective sheen on it. Tromping off to my mother i went, hoping for an explanation from her.. a new blanket it would seem it is.. one which may take over the place of what was rightfully there before.. oh~ you were so understanding, in the summer or winter you kept me feeling right~.. was what the previous did.. amazing isn't it.. well this seems here to stay for awhile.. hopefully i can rescue it from a few clutches here and there...... hopefully that is..

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