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I thought about that old saying, how we can never go home again. But I think it’s more like a piece of us stays behind when we leave — a piece we can never reclaim, one that awaits our next visit and demands that we remember.
I thought about that old saying, how we can never go home again. But I think it’s more like a piece of us stays behind when we leave — a piece we can never reclaim, one that awaits our next visit and demands that we remember.
