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Sep 2020
It's been a year of quarantine.

Locked inside when i turned eighteen.

We've borrowed all the books,
Smoked all the smokes.

Cooked and cleaned.
Talked and dreamed.

Oh how we wish to go back to 2019.
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   Villam, --- and ashley marlow
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