Have you felt the wind sweep across your face and brush through your hair? The blue sky hiding just behind the fluffy clouds and shadowing the sun. See an eagle flying far off in the skies. Pine trees dancing along the beats of the wind. Green paddy fields stretch so far until you thought that it was the Earth's horizon. Standing there, I took in a long hard breath and exhaled slowly. Its was then my grandmother reached out and hold my hand. She smiled and said, "Welcome back..." At that point, I knew I wasn't just welcomed back... I was back home.
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"You don't stop laughing because your getting old, you grow old because you stop laughing"
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