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Sep 2019
home is lie that was made by the government
that they put in photos and show in the screens
white picket-fences, sunlit rooms,
because in the end you come home to nothing
homeless, homeless,
lonely again.
violetstarlights
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violetstarlights  17/Gender Fluid/somewhere
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