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When the rain is pouring and it's constantly dark I can't do anything but missing my home, California - my other home. I miss the heat, I miss the people, I miss all the new things I was introduced to, I miss tan legs and having a Starbucks on every corner. Oh, how I miss California,
 
MATILDA
 
 
 
 


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