I remember summer days spent floating. I never looked under me, being to afraid to find out what was really swimming around my feet. But from where I was, the world never felt so right.
Born in the ocean, but raised by the lake. always dreaming; asleep or awake. you are the home to my fondest of days; you are the love to which I give praise.
(Source: surrendertothisfeeling)
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