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     When Aurelia heaved open the heavy, lace-decorated, black curtains in her room, she expected to see something beautiful outside, like that ancient oak tree from when she was two years old, with its twisted branches th

Do you still find comfort 
In the way the leaves change 
Green to orange to red to green again?  
Do your clothes still smell like apples and spices?  
Do you still drink cider 

I want to live life without flaws.  

More specifically, I want to live life without any regrets. 

When I was five, I used to look up to my sister. 

I still do. 

I hate the way he talks

But his voice sends me to laughter

I hate his hair

And yet when he runs his hands

Through it

I get butterflies

I hate the way he is everywhere

But I look for him

We both have short hair,

We could probably measure the inches,

Down to the centimeters, and the millimeters,

And it'd be the same length. 

It's just a house, they all say.

It's NOT just a house. 

Not to me, it's not. 

It's my home. 

This is where I learned, everything.