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By Selen Tomita BRONZE
Yorktown, Virginia

<distance> I left something big in a far away place. I know it is a part of me. I left something warm in a distant land. Separated by shore and sea. I left my LOVE for f...
Selen Tomita BRONZE, Yorktown, Virginia
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By CWells_521 DIAMOND
Greene, New York
CWells_521 DIAMOND, Greene, New York
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The best things in life are unseen, that&#039;s why you close your eyes when you kiss, cry, or dream.<br /> What doesn&#039;t kill you, only makes you stronger.

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By Selen Tomita BRONZE
Yorktown, Virginia
Selen Tomita BRONZE, Yorktown, Virginia
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By Selen Tomita BRONZE
Yorktown, Virginia
Selen Tomita BRONZE, Yorktown, Virginia
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By Selen Tomita BRONZE
Yorktown, Virginia
Selen Tomita BRONZE, Yorktown, Virginia
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By thunder.kat27 BRONZE
Yorktown, Virginia
thunder.kat27 BRONZE, Yorktown, Virginia
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By Kandice O&#39Bryan BRONZE
Everson, Washington
Kandice O&#39Bryan BRONZE, Everson, Washington
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By DoubleD78678 BRONZE
Yorktown, Virginia
DoubleD78678 BRONZE, Yorktown, Virginia
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Then we would go sleep in our bunk beds, Johnny would always get top bunk, I was afraid of rolling out. Then we grew up.<br /> <br /> I miss Savannah, Georgia. I miss that wooden fence. I miss that oak tree and the bunk beds. Johnny and I are older now and much more distant, ever since we left Savannah it hasn&#039;t been the same. We grew up too fast. And I wish we could go back. So we could be brothers again.

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By DoubleD78678 BRONZE
Yorktown, Virginia
DoubleD78678 BRONZE, Yorktown, Virginia
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Then we would go sleep in our bunk beds, Johnny would always get top bunk, I was afraid of rolling out. Then we grew up.<br /> <br /> I miss Savannah, Georgia. I miss that wooden fence. I miss that oak tree and the bunk beds. Johnny and I are older now and much more distant, ever since we left Savannah it hasn&#039;t been the same. We grew up too fast. And I wish we could go back. So we could be brothers again.