Traces..

... mother's hometown ..
… mother’s hometown ..
.. secret spot in Yogyakarta ..
.. secret spot for hunting sunrise..

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?

And if you have a minute why don’t we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?

(Keane – Somewhere Only We Know)

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some are not blessed with a hometown, no place to call home. but their heart left in the places they went to. i hope you all found your own home, in someone’s heart, in someone’s eyes.

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