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Dec 2014
Home has transformed into a relic of forgotten memories.
A destination no linger desired.
As I stuff my existence into stiched bags.
Home has become where I will place myself next.
JWolfeB
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JWolfeB  27/M/Cairo, Egypt
(27/M/Cairo, Egypt)   
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