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Missing Home


       I swear I can't stand the climate,

It gets colder than average,

manage, manage, get established

the only words that come out of my guardians.

I look back so much

everytime i visit, it's a lot of catch up.

i have to do

feeling blue.

i didn't ask for things to get so hard

study stuy

agree agree

get that degree

and with that new found money

you can go back to AZ.

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