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i think of the people who have no homes they sleep to shiver alone pretentiously i am just like them for your arms are home i am not home (n.n.)
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Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 8:45 AM UTC
homeless drones
i think of the people who have no homes they sleep to shiver alone pretentiously i am just like them for your arms are home i am not home (n.n.)
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Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 8:45 AM UTC
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