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10:15.

i left—
  with five black bags
  without a moment of
  hesitation.


i tread—
  through english
  rain with salt tears
  & a destination.


  i’ll kiss—
  midnight stars
  who never turn
  on a sixpence.
  


_boybrains
Written by _boybrains
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I’m not ashamed to say that I no
longer have a place to call home.
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