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i used to think of myself as one of those old empty houses with crumbling bricks and ivy crawling up the sides i used to be so empty inside then you came like a whirlwind and dusted off my rotting floors and threw open the shutters and lit me from the inside out
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Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:29 PM UTC
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i used to think of myself as one of those old empty houses with crumbling bricks and ivy crawling up the sides i used to be so empty inside then you came like a whirlwind and dusted off my rotting floors and threw open the shutters and lit me from the inside out
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21/Non-binary/Bloomington, IN
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:29 PM UTC
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