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Most of the time I don’t feel at home So I just sit and think of you. The notion of you morally keeps me secure, but like a hollow migration of birds you left me out of the blue. Most of the time I don’t feel safe so I just drop in bed, & baby I sorrily think of you. Most of the time I wonder why you left I sit, give back and reflect.. Concludingly, i notice it’s cause I cold heartedly doubted you.
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Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 6:12 AM UTC
Ghosts
Most of the time I don’t feel at home So I just sit and think of you. The notion of you morally keeps me secure, but like a hollow migration of birds you left me out of the blue. Most of the time I don’t feel safe so I just drop in bed, & baby I sorrily think of you. Most of the time I wonder why you left I sit, give back and reflect.. Concludingly, i notice it’s cause I cold heartedly doubted you.
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Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 6:12 AM UTC
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