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Aug 2018
I'm not home right now,
But I'll call you back as soon as I can.
(Well, technically, I am home
If you define a home
By four sides,
Windows,
Doors,
And rooms.
But I consider her to be my home,
My place of comfort,
And I cannot be at home
Until we are reunited.)
At the tone, please record your message.
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faith autumn  17/F/NY
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