hern breathe'd

.

                   'neath it
                  hern navel
          that spot mother once
                    fed hern
                         i
                       now
                    'neath it
                     reach'n
                    'neath it

                      achoo
                       hack
                       hack

                    i'm okay
                     just uh 
                    li'l fuzzie

                      whut

                         ,)
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