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Far from home.

Your words are the last thing I had to eat before I went to bed. And I could feel them digesting all night. Gurgling their way through my systems, attaching themselves to my walls. Making beds in here, using my organs as pillows. Keeping me awake.

Because even if you can't, don't, won't...
I can, do, will.
But most importantly I am.

9:28 a.m. - 2013-03-04

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