.I'll meet you by the drain.
We'll run through leaves and shopping trolleys, gathering in the rain.
Cocooned in our nest of joyful folly.
We have no home. This is our home.
Our parents are asleep.
They think that we're still kids and they know what the first one did.
But .
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