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RE: Old Home

in The Ink Welllast year

Beautiful words. Brilliantly evocative of the nature of youth and it’s passing. How marvellous for you that you had such wonderful parents and experienced such simple bliss. This piece is absolutely wonderful in every way, we wish we could all find so much solace in our families. Lovely!

This is a perfect:

Rainy days had always been my favorite days because the pattering raindrops on our rooftop would play a soothing melody that sang to me, inspiring me to keep doing my hobbies. The warm scent of soil wetted by the rain lingered in my nostrils and made me feel the embrace of nature, getting us closer.
Those days were old but good.

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It'll always be an honor to be appreciated.