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Every time you look at the stars, it's like opening a door. You could be anyone, anywhere.
You could be yourself in any moment in your life. You open that door & you realize your the same person under the same stars.
Camping out in the backyard with your best friend, eleven years old.
Sixteen, driving alone, stopping at the edge of the city looking at the same stars. Walking a wooded path,
riding a rowboat, stealing out the
back window of a car, you're eleven again. Out here where the world begins and ends, it's like nothing ever stops happening.
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