I don't want just a hug. I want one of your hugs. The kind that lift me up high above the mess of my life and take me to the top of a mountain. The cool, fresh air blows in my face and I grin at you because we are together high above life's cares. We hold hands. I feel like I can do anything, because you are supporting me with your embrace. I can shoot for the moon and make it every time, because you believe in me.
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