This place may be hard to understand, but it is home. This place that I speak of, it is the ring of laughter in the air, the smell of lilac in the spring, reminding me of my mother, the beautiful sunset views, pushing me to become a photographer. This place is home, and it is where I belong.
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Important authors note: This was written in the middle of the night!!!!!! so.... Sorry I will have tons more, from a journal, in the morning.
Also should I start a random thoughts at 2 in the morning book? I would just set my alarm for 2 and write the first thought that comes to my mind.
Underneath this is just two things that make me happy and will be at the end of every chapter of everything.
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Sisters and songs
