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Aug 2020
I built us a home and I hoped one day you’d walk through the front door again. Kick off your shoes and tell me you’ve come back to stay.

I built us a home and I waited for you to come back home to me.

You never did. Both myself and the house I built for you grew old, waiting for you to come back home.
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Chloe Martin Snell
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Chloe Martin Snell
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Chloe Martin Snell  24/F/Canada
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