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June 7, 2011

The day I stop travelling will be the day I found myself a home where my heart truly belongs. I’ll be able to speak to the soil whisper to the butterflies and crickets will understand my language.

I’ll be able to drink from the river sleep on the roof and tell stories to village kids.

And I’ll capture everything on film.

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One comment

  1. The day will come, if you seek hard enough.



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