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April 1, 2018 AA Moore 808 as f- 0

This is my home
everytime I roam
she pulls me back like a jealous bitch
an itch
in my fibre.

Thirty-somethings move away
I’ll stay.
She’ll financially cripple me
triple me in debt.
Never forget
a decade of secrets hidden in these seams
Guardian of my dreams
South to East to West and back again.

If you know you know
that she will never let you go.

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