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There's no sunlight in this new place of mine It's cold, unlike my old room— Warm, and cozy. It took leaving that house To know my love for that place. Even my affection was rooted in convenience— Don't preach true love to me
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 11:14 PM UTC
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There's no sunlight in this new place of mine It's cold, unlike my old room— Warm, and cozy. It took leaving that house To know my love for that place. Even my affection was rooted in convenience— Don't preach true love to me
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17/M/Nepal
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 11:14 PM UTC
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