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there is a cupboard in your mothers house filled with the softest towels one could imagine. you always said: just pick one! then i would stand for a little while in front of it trying to figure out which one would make me feel like home the most. i loved that. i'll miss that.
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Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
the cupboard
there is a cupboard in your mothers house filled with the softest towels one could imagine. you always said: just pick one! then i would stand for a little while in front of it trying to figure out which one would make me feel like home the most. i loved that. i'll miss that.
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31/M/Berlin
Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
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