I have to leave my home again
There is no changing who I am
A wanderer… a traveler till the end
Nyx
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Words From The Borderline 
Don’t forget to send souvenir or postcard
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I’ll get right on that DiP lol
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I’ve always felt home is what you carry with you, in your heart. Sometimes, if luck holds, it’s a person and other time it is memories. But it’s not a place, so much as it is a feeling.
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For me it’s a place – a place that I see as my home. But having something to carry in your heart is a great way to feel about it. I guess it’s just different for me -friend 😊
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It used to be a place for me too. Things just change, I suppose.
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