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window seat

i like to drive through the city at night


the neon lights blink like stars and it reminds me that i'm not as alone as i thought i was

in this vast expanse of human life there is surely someone who feels this way

maybe that someone is you

maybe that someone is someone i will never meet

but i hope that someone is having a good day

they are owed that much

because i am owed that much

and my illnesses and my flaws do not make me a bad person

and if that someone is you

the same goes for you

i hope you go home to warmth and safety

but if that isn't possible i want you to know

you are home to me

and i am home to you

and we are one

and that is beautiful


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Reply by wren </3

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this is so well written, i  luv it :3


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