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my heart; a vacant hotel room waiting for it's next occupant me; waiting to be the one to clean up once they leave
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
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my heart; a vacant hotel room waiting for it's next occupant me; waiting to be the one to clean up once they leave
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
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