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Nov 2015
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
Some days this is more true than others.
But as of right now...it's not true at all.
It kind of scares me.
The fact that my hopes and dreams can change in a matter of a few months after being the same thing for so long.
All I've ever wanted was California, but now?
I'm not so sure.
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