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Sep 2016
Blood rushing quickly, tickling the walls of my heart
A breath, a whisper, a shudder through my nerves,
A feeling, like a breeze through my chest.
Certainty, terrifying certainty
Here. Here is my home.
A place I've barely known for more than a snapshot of time.
Yet this place fell upon me like a roof above my head
And sheltered me like a blessing,
Here. Here I must stay
Parsavagely Kompenere
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Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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