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May 2019
a little homesick
every day I open my eyes
looking up
these are unknown walls

I miss my favorite mug
the loud music next door
small birds coming into my room
pigeons running on the roof

nothing is wrong

when I go back
feel so sleepy
so quiet

don't let me stay for long
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