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May 2015
i need a place that is warm
that is comforting
with a lover of my own
with waiting arms
i need a place with family
or the comforting ticking clock
i need a home
for my own
damaged and rough soul
this is kinda  weird but then again nothing i write makes sense so
shelly
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shelly
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