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I always wanted a giant, feathery, pillowy bed to collapse in. Engulf me, drown me, ship me off to the sleeping sea in yards and yards of material. Wouldn't it be nice to have these warm layers and layers of blankets on top of crisp, white, cool sheets? It would be heaven. On second thought, would I ever leave bed? or solve any of the problems life has given me? Oh, life.
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