I'm in the process of creating a poem. What do you think of this beginning?
"My skin will be the refuge where you heal your old wounds,
My bones will be the bread that feeds your days hungry for loneliness and neglect,
and my words, whispers that wrap you in laughter and eternal melodies.
I will be for you the soft coat, the warm refuge,
the home you silently dreamed of, and now find in me. I will be your safe refuge and a place you will always want to return to."
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