i don't know how to call this place home but i'm trying
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i don’t know how to call this place home but i’m trying. * it’s a slow burn a diffuse aching yearn a scattered pulsing with no beginning or end. waiting always waiting for the stars to align for worlds to collide for the moment when the light turns green.
i don't know how to call this place home but i'm trying
i don't know how to call this place home but…
i don't know how to call this place home but i'm trying
i don’t know how to call this place home but i’m trying. * it’s a slow burn a diffuse aching yearn a scattered pulsing with no beginning or end. waiting always waiting for the stars to align for worlds to collide for the moment when the light turns green.