𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 | 𝐗𝐈

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My world is only, 

A few feet wide. 

 It's cramped, 

 It's small, 

But if I let you in, 

Will you Stay? 

On the cold tiles, 

Of my weathered world? 

 Or would you leave, 

 Like everyone else? 

 I'm afraid, 

 Of finding out.


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