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to my sister, i am a nice keepsake that she keeps in the bottom drawer i live in a town she left for something better in a house she never lived in to my sister, i am nostalgia. i am twinklie lights outside nice smelling vegetarian restaurants and self-taken pictures she sends to her new boyfriend that i've never met to my sister i am something she visits for old time's sake i am no more important than her hometown i am simply something to be visited when the time rolls around and you feel like you should go back to your roots and pay your respects i am that moment. i am that timeframe i am those twenty-two years those dandelions on the front lawn of our childhood home to my sister i am kept for keeping's sake
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 2:10 AM UTC
kept for keeping's sake
to my sister, i am a nice keepsake that she keeps in the bottom drawer i live in a town she left for something better in a house she never lived in to my sister, i am nostalgia. i am twinklie lights outside nice smelling vegetarian restaurants and self-taken pictures she sends to her new boyfriend that i've never met to my sister i am something she visits for old time's sake i am no more important than her hometown i am simply something to be visited when the time rolls around and you feel like you should go back to your roots and pay your respects i am that moment. i am that timeframe i am those twenty-two years those dandelions on the front lawn of our childhood home to my sister i am kept for keeping's sake
kept for keeping's sake, a pet for seeking's cape.
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 2:10 AM UTC
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