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Jul 2015
your voice echoes through the vents of this house
and i'm thankful that light travels faster than sound
because i need to see you
before i can hear you
so i know when to plug my ears
the heater is on but my room is still freezing because i closed all the vents
vangouhl
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vangouhl  23/F/badlands
(23/F/badlands)   
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   Camron Elliott
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