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Best B


Scared, alone, was i and you protected me

Niave, rough and bland

Yet you accepted me

Into your old disease ridden hands

Foul and ugly was your appearance

Accompaied with the smell of vomit and clogged bathroom

Ugly even from a distance

However it was in your rooms

Where i discovered confidence, and met my brothers

Where I gained knowledge, became smooth and discovered my flavors

You are like no other

Built in your walls where secrets to help me pursue my endeavors

In my most private moments you could still see

Whether you where cheering me on

Or whispering believe

Many times we would see the rising of the Sun

And as i close my door one final time, thinking back on my experience

Best B I couldn't have asked for a better place of residence

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