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Mar 2014
In a traumatizing hail storm,
stand out on the street corner
waiting for me to arrive.

In the operating room,
suffer with me as our
first child is brought
into this world.

In essence,
stand by my side.
You don't need to say anything.

*Just be there.
Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr
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Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr  My Home Is Wherever I Go
(My Home Is Wherever I Go)   
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