firstdraft
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In the world's second most incestious hostel
there lives a family,
Due to the misconception that
home is sweet home
They have all come here
To run away
to find - to rebuild - to destroy
I still dont know what it was when I fiirst saw you
You were different from the other guys I seen before
I was wondering where you been all my life
Is it wrong
that i want to observe
everything you do?
just simply watch you,
and breath in every quirk
and restlessness of your being
sometimes you absent mindedly jitter your leg
