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Mar 2014
The grinding floors
and pounding doors
cannot keep me anymore.

I have retired from this
apartment named ironically "Bliss."
You, my fair neighbors,
all shall be missed.
Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr
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Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr  My Home Is Wherever I Go
(My Home Is Wherever I Go)   
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