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#neighboring
When I first met you I didn't know for sure but I felt that your lips were the door to a new home. I loved the way you said hey, There was something so comforting about how you said it. The way I immediately felt at ease. My feet planted towards yours. My knocks on the door waiting to be answered. My eyes neighboring yours through the window of your eyes. I didn't know for sure but I felt that you were home. Home in the sense of being close to you. Home in the sense of your lips being the welcome mat that introduces me to your smile. home in the sense of being close to you. home in the sense of where ever I go you are there. My eyes no longer neighboring yours. But instead learning to see the world through your eyes
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 12:31 PM UTC
New Home
"Sometimes you need to ask yourself: what do I need to do to get a ******* today? Or at least soon ya know? Of course you don't want a looker, that is bad for the environment & you ( also doesn't look too good on the resume). I have failed to find any legit strats- except maybe going into **** or a legitimate relationship. But it doesn't pay well and the other is a lot of work. What to do?" - d.m.
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:32 AM UTC
I think therefore I am, The line in the sand