August 17, 2011
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What we miss
When we have gone
Touchdown from flying
When we've been cleaned
Like right after crying
The sky is green
And I'm jealous of those
Who can sleep in a comfortable place
Like home.
I need a home to live in
I need a person inside of it
A keeper
Someone I want to keep
And never let go
Someone like you.

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