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he is a cocoon, a rock, an escape, he keeps you warm on sunday mornings, makes you feel safe and secure. but deep down you know that this just temporary. and that you need to grow your wings and fly away soon.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 4:30 AM UTC
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he is a cocoon, a rock, an escape, he keeps you warm on sunday mornings, makes you feel safe and secure. but deep down you know that this just temporary. and that you need to grow your wings and fly away soon.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 4:30 AM UTC
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