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I don't think I understand the concept of friends the concept of loved ones the face you can talk to in hard times the place you can call home the home which lies in a person I don't think I understand what it is to have a home because whenever I find it whenever my heart starts to heal I always seem to run away
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 1:42 PM UTC
runaway
I don't think I understand the concept of friends the concept of loved ones the face you can talk to in hard times the place you can call home the home which lies in a person I don't think I understand what it is to have a home because whenever I find it whenever my heart starts to heal I always seem to run away
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 1:42 PM UTC
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