the traveling stops and it feels like a dream. it didn't actually happen. one morning - you just woke up differently. and now the way you see things, is just slightly altered. a new perspective.

even though you might need to pinch yourself to know it is real. even though you might need to print off photos. letting memories flood your brain. there is a part of you that is different. there is proof. it is something that will not rub off in the shower. something that cannot be dyed, cut, coloured or removed. something that you cannot see from the outside, that you can only feel within. only you. and it's yours. forever. 

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