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windows painted shut


i think a lot about sitting on the roof

under the starlight, stars bright

hot chocolate one night, 

it's storytime for the moon

but my windows are painted s h u t

and it's a long way d

                                  o

                                     w

                                         n

i put up glow in the dark stars on my ceiling,

i want to ease this tightness in my chest,

makeitstop makeitstop makeitstop

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