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Hireath

I want to return home I'm sick of being alone the green house, my warm room without this dense feeling of gloom i want to be with the people i know where the days arent so gruelling and slow the place filled with warmth and laughter where i would live happily ever after sitting around together eating tea with them telling me they love me, unconditionally but honestly I'm just lying through my teeth because this is all just hireath

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Date: 10/27/2018 8:12:00 AM
A sweet write. I can relate. Nightly when I cannot wait to get back into my cozy "safe" spot. Great job, Kesia.
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