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An empty frame which you call home Is not the place you want to go. You arrive because there is no better offer And cry at night for a loving father.
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Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 2:28 AM UTC
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An empty frame which you call home Is not the place you want to go. You arrive because there is no better offer And cry at night for a loving father.
jacqueline-bateman
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Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 2:28 AM UTC
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