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Nov 21
My House is locked
My Windows blocked
The Lights are dimming
The Kettle begin screaming

Ness boiling in the darkness
Iā€™m searching for Loc Ness
The Ness is ticking
The Ness growing erratic
The feeling of your isolated self with hidden away worries and insecurities.
Loke Houbo
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Loke Houbo  18/M/Denmark
(18/M/Denmark)   
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