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I'm hurt, but I'm healing. I'm happy and I'm sad. The wind calls me, dear. These roots plant dreams here. I can't say I'll stay forever. I'll run if you'll go there. Home is where the heart is. Mine, is his.
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 1:25 AM UTC
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I'm hurt, but I'm healing. I'm happy and I'm sad. The wind calls me, dear. These roots plant dreams here. I can't say I'll stay forever. I'll run if you'll go there. Home is where the heart is. Mine, is his.
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 1:25 AM UTC
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