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Sometimes the place we turn to when we aren’t exactly sure who we are or what we want, is the place that is always the same. At least in some way. Usually just the location. And that place speaks to us because We’ve been there when we were so sure about who we were and where we wanted to be, the first time we ever went. And somehow that place stays in the same spot and feels so comfortable and somehow brand new each time Because we are always different And always wanting to be and see something new But just for a moment in that same place We see exactly who we truly are And to me. That’s something.
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Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 8:04 PM UTC
Same place
Sometimes the place we turn to when we aren’t exactly sure who we are or what we want, is the place that is always the same. At least in some way. Usually just the location. And that place speaks to us because We’ve been there when we were so sure about who we were and where we wanted to be, the first time we ever went. And somehow that place stays in the same spot and feels so comfortable and somehow brand new each time Because we are always different And always wanting to be and see something new But just for a moment in that same place We see exactly who we truly are And to me. That’s something.
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Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 8:04 PM UTC
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