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welcome to my room.

i remember seeing you smile as you dive into the covers

sleeping peacefully.

the gold coins jingle and jangle in your pocket.

you say that  you were an orphan.

you say that you have been homeless.

you say that you can't remember being this comfortable.

welcome home,

jung wooyoung.

but get in the closet before he comes up.

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