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putting my backpack back on my back takes me back to days past i can't re tire because i've never been tired of this kind of living which always gives me not a feeling of a rush but one of slowing down the pace and knowing that somehow i've been here before life of a once i was told i was an old soul

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Date: 2/25/2020 8:18:00 AM
When I go back to a place I like that comfortable feeling like slipping into an old pair of shoes. It’s also disorienting because although the place is the same I am somehow different. Sometimes however it feels the opposite.
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Jeff Connelly
Date: 2/26/2020 3:14:00 AM
I rarely go back to a place. This poem was meant more towards my good ol backpack and how good it felt to being strapped on with it, because that could only mean one thing: road trip!!!!!!!

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