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You look lost.
Home never had hips or a heart
>> come click the map to start <<

My incompleteness is immoral, 
and I reckon the burden falls to you. 
Though, in kindness, we are two. 

Words like birds thrill just out of reach.
I always thought I could think myself free.
Thinking only keeps you where you think you want to be.

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