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Apr 2021
I miss the home I've never been to, the warmth of the house that I've never seen.

The Nostalgia and Yearning for a place I've only been to in dreams or Fantasies. Something so Familiar My mind can't register it's not in reality.

The Home that never was, My Sweet Hiraeth
Hailey
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Hailey  16/F
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