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Sep 2021
I know it's been a long time coming.
But these days, it doesn't seem
like anyone's home emotionally.
Like we all took a midnight drive
to clear our head.
But by the time we were ready to come back, we got lost
because the street lights were dead.
This is a call to all our loved ones waiting anxiously by the door:
Turn the lights on.
We don't want to be alone anymore.
Written by
Zack Ripley  31/M/14487
(31/M/14487)   
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         ---, Larry, 2024, SUDHANSHU KUMAR, Thomas W Case and 7 others
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