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Four walls
Four hearts
Make up the place
I call home
Wandering about
I come to a stop
This isn't
How it should be
Parents and me
Would've been a true family
But I can't think now
Of the past
Can't stay abandoned
In a cardboard box
Normal will
Never apply
To those wandering
In life
What matters
Are the people
Who embrace me
With open arms
Offering a home
And so much more.
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THOUGHTLESS │✔️
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