She has hair like me

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My Mom’s Hair, Our Shared Tea Bag

All Bound by Bone Where the wall meets my hand To hold and be held She has hair like me A fellow feeling The Space Between Words I love you so, I wish you did not go

Bound by Bone Where the wall meets my hand To hold and be held She has hair like me A fellow feeling The Space Between Words I love you so, I wish you did not go