Ham anjan the es kadar ki apne aap ko bhul baithe  
galti kisi aur ki wo khud hi ruth baithe 
hamne to unhe apne kismat ki lakeer samjha 
lekin wo to hme fakeer hi samjh baithe..

She didn't like to be read so easily but she couldn't help respecting someone who could.

Jeff Davis’s name they’ll proudly praise, ah ha, ah ha And Lincoln’s tomb will be disgraced, ah ha, ah ha The nation’s flag will lose its stars The stripes they’ll change to rebel bars And we’ll all wear gray if the Johnnies get into power

Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together.

Written By Sarah Dessen

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