In the deep furs of my cat.
In the deep blue waters.
In the soft blue sky that I see every morning.
The fridge that feeds me every morning.
In the pantry that feeds me snacks.
My nice soft loving gerbil.
The soft walls of my wallet.
My nice soft bed that puts me to sleep every night.
My 1st stuffie. The way it feels so soft makes me feel warm inside.
My mom and dad. The way they cheer me up when i am sad.
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I understand your connection to the "deep fur" of you cat. I have two cats, sisters, who both have the longest and softest fur. Peering into their fur reminds me of playing in my grandparents walk in closet as a kid, hiding in amongst the long fur coats hidden there. It sometimes seemed that it would be impossible to find the back of the closet, that it might, like the one that led to Narnia, continue to go on forever...
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