sometimes, late at night, when everyone is finally asleep, I lay on the floor and stare at the ceiling. sometimes, I look out the window
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we'll have a big dance party in dartmouth. dancing won't be required. we'll string christmas lights from the cealing and blast music. my town isn't too quiet. my friends aren't too loud. it's not home, but it's a damn good substitute.
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