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Aug 2012
When you move out of your parent’s house,
it’s always a bittersweet feeling to return.
Although the house itself it usually unchanged,
besides your room which is now filled with things that don’t belong to you,
you can’t help but feel like a stranger.
In all of its comfort and familiarity,
you aren’t as welcome as you were before.
Penny Lane
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