this skylight reminds me of home circling flashlights and fleeing tresspassers but maybe im not where i belong familiarity only goes so far the table shakes with the help of shifting feet if only their laces new better overwhelming amounts of gel are leaving through the exit door there was only one exit at home and i still havent found it maybe thats why i leftBirth sign: Pisces
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