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Feb 2020
Little lost kitten curled up in her cocoon,
with a halo of the moon,
a halo of the moon.

Liar, liar with the calico fur,
but hear how I purr,
hear how I purr.

I want a lover to keep me warm,
keep me safe from the storm,
safe from my storm.

Curled up in the closet, talking on the phone
I want to go home.
I don't have a home.

Damaged little kitten with the tiniest mew
Am I safe with you?
Am I safe with you?
kinda grossed out by the fact that people perceive me as an entity that exists, not gonna lie
misha
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misha  23/F/under the sea
(23/F/under the sea)   
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