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Hearing Aid

All they need is the gentle touch From fingers that with purpose caress And rub the lobes with a delicate clutch Tracing circles with deft and finesse Fall asleep now my princess, all will be well By the time you awake I'll be gone But you'll know I was here By the sound in your ear 'Twas your troubadour's left you song

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