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I wonder if I'll ever find that place
House after house after house after house
They've been nothing but unfeeling cages and tombs
Is there really nowhere for me to go
On this microscopic speck spinning in the vacuum of space?
Written by EcilaTheTwisted
Published | Edited 18th Mar 2018
Author's Note
Wrote this out of my desire for a sense of belonging.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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