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Aug 2019 · 78
Some days.
Syd Aug 2019
Some days I just wanna come home and cry till the sun falls and the stars rise.
Aug 2019 · 195
Gnomey
Syd Aug 2019
The little gnome had left the backyard.
For she had a different plan. She moved out.
I only wish I woulda gnome.
Aug 2019 · 672
Syd Aug 2019
The warm cookies I now liked cold.
The little gnome still kept me warm.
But still, hugs make me feel at home.

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