I have lost my blanket. It's cold tonight. My socks are worn, and a little too small for me. But if I get new ones, I'm scared they won't fit. That I'll look silly.
And I've stored away all my summer clothing. I'm not looking at it right now. Sometimes I pull it from the shelf and inspect it. See if it's all there. Check whether it's changed. To see whether I can let it go, or whether I need to wear it under my piles of jackets and jumpers.
goodnight irene, irene goodnight, i'll see you in my dreams
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