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We are their safe space.

We are their safe space. Their comfort in trouble.

The nook of our chest makes the perfect pillow for their head.

When they're hurting, we hurt.

When they smile, we smile.

An unconditional love, so impossible to grasp until there it is - a piece of your heart - walking around outside your chest.

Every feature is known.

Every mannerism familiar.

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