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Jul 2015
There is a heavy gloom in the July air
I don't know why but I don't feel at home here
Maybe it's from the kids who called me worthless or maybe its from the fact I don't really feel like I have a purpose
I'm just hoping the warmth from the sun will bring some comfort when it's gray
And despite all of this I've been doing okay
I just don't feel at home here...
Alejandra Erebia
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Alejandra Erebia
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