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Mar 2016
There are havens in our lives
They're all tiny places I couldn't live without
The spaces we run to without thinking
Without second thoughts
They're decorated like our souls
And feel like a cabin in the woods

Peach House still makes me think of you
but you never even lived there
Miss Honey
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Miss Honey  California
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