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Oct 2012
Once there was a place called home, so lovely was it's name.

Little by little the place would change, but the name would stay the same.

Pushed out by hate and greed and fear, I found this quite insane.

So off I went to find a new place in hopes to keep my brain.
Written by
Grayson Owens
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