I come from a place
that intoxicates it's visitors with sweet-smelling flowers and
towering mountains, a place that stays fresh in your mind
until you can't hold back from returning, just onemoretime,
to catch a glimpse of that overpowering joie de vivre. You see,
my home is a home
that will never let go of your soul, even though you think you've
moved on, the eyes that at first welcomed you and made you
the highest priority (then later forgot) will always live in a picture
at the foreground of your thoughts. No one ever understands
what makes this body
so intoxicating, so inviting, so INTERESTING, because to the
untrained eye, what makes it so special is exactly what makes
it ordinary. Ordinary and plain and simple and underwhelming,
while at the same time, unforgettable. If you won't forget, then
neither will I.
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