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Apr 2014
4am means nothing
when you're alone
in a cheap motel room.
With the television broken
and the phone line dead,
it's easy to find yourself just
lying there, humming to yourself.
I also like to look at ceilings.
There's really nothing else to do.
can u tell i love buk
ellie danes
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ellie danes  20/F
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