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Oct 2018
sitting in the corner of a ceiling,
a little space the only thing they're stealing,
with the world around them loud with riot,
all they want is peace and quiet.
In that, they're just like me.
please leave us be.
Written by
Luna Insomnia
195
     Carlo C Gomez and Fawn
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