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This is my home. This empty space nothingness I filled with anything I could find. These empty blank streets I pounded until my feet Knew them better than I did. Those empty cold nights I wandered through Until I found something beautiful. Until I found you.
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 10:37 AM UTC
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This is my home. This empty space nothingness I filled with anything I could find. These empty blank streets I pounded until my feet Knew them better than I did. Those empty cold nights I wandered through Until I found something beautiful. Until I found you.
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 10:37 AM UTC
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