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Kissing someone new Feels odd Like getting used to Living in a foreign country I do not know the traditions Or speak the language And its hard When you homesick I guess there are countries I'd like to travel Strange lands of unknown jungles All of them are mine I still feel like I have a lot to learn How to wish for things I can handle my own Still im here Haven't traveled anywhere yet Keeping at bay with fear and decay I just know one thing I mostly rhime when I pray.
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Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 2:32 PM UTC
Haven't Traveled
Kissing someone new Feels odd Like getting used to Living in a foreign country I do not know the traditions Or speak the language And its hard When you homesick I guess there are countries I'd like to travel Strange lands of unknown jungles All of them are mine I still feel like I have a lot to learn How to wish for things I can handle my own Still im here Haven't traveled anywhere yet Keeping at bay with fear and decay I just know one thing I mostly rhime when I pray.
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Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 2:32 PM UTC
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