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My home is not where I live it's inside somewhere vivid where I truly feel like myself and I miss it every single day. The place where Jellyfish play they're not just afloat, they sway and for some unknown reason they make me feel beautifully happy. I miss them.
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
Homesick
My home is not where I live it's inside somewhere vivid where I truly feel like myself and I miss it every single day. The place where Jellyfish play they're not just afloat, they sway and for some unknown reason they make me feel beautifully happy. I miss them.
On days like this, I watch them here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIvfl5ox22U&feature;=youtu.be
Jellyfish
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
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