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Night time is a daunting thing when you do not have a home to sleep in.

by ansleypopovich

Sometimes I dream about traveling the world, all of the world, traveling it so fast that I can make it to each new timezone before it breaks noon, then nighttime will never come, I'll never sleep alone again

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