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I live in a shoebox all alone It's the size of a nutshell I call it home Here just me and my white walls talk if they get too close I take a walk A bed, a table, a chair, a sink makes me happier than you would think I took a chance on a crooked floor and an un-open-able door how could I ever ask for more. So here I sit and write and to whoever that might read it I hope you have a place just as magical as mine and that you never want to leave it.
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 1:11 PM UTC
I live in a shoebox