cling together

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cling together

1. Of two or more things, to adhere to one another. The pages in this book are so thin that they usually cling together.
2. Of two or more people, to hold each other tightly. The wind was so strong that we had to cling together just to cross the parking lot!
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cling together

[for two or more people or animals] to hold on tightly to each other. The two children clung together throughout the ordeal. The baby baboon and its mother clung together and could not be separated.
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References in classic literature ?
Next they all clung together and rolled swiftly upon the floor.
Their pale eyes clung together in prolonged and serious consultation; then a faint smile fluttered over Mrs.
But we were afraid that they might be angry with us for being there, so we clung together and trembled in each other's arms.
Speechless and invisible they clung together on the brink, trembling at the frightful tempest the Prince of the Air had raised in his fury.
As she passed Ethan's chair their eyes met and clung together desolately.
As if they stood on the edge of a precipice they clung together.
They were thought to have clung together for warmth in sleeping bags before being discovered at about 10am yesterday.
Once there they are told there has been a mistake because our souls had clung together on the journey.
He flung himself down beside her and they clung together, laughing helplessly.
The midweek trip across the M8 would have been a far less intriguing prospect had they not clung together to see off a Rangers side that opened up in truly rampant mood.
And so we clung together, determined to build a system which would serve a seriously disadvantaged population.
They had clung together and survived against all odds and were 11 and seven when I met them in 2004.
Sometimes a fight broke out and my brothers and I clung together in excitement as police whistles blew and the culprits were marched off to jail.
I COULD hear the low rumble, it was like Distant thunder, Refocussing my binoculars I saw them Rounding the bend, they clung together Near the white rail, a mass of muscle, Flared nostrils, the whips held low, far Ahead the focus, the line, They moved as one, a leader difficult To see, The flying colours blended, mingled, An eclectic mass of hues and stripes.