I started writing this on the 24 October 2013 and never finished it. Today it is two years later and I still feel the same 24 October 2013 "Home" is such a strange word Can you feel homesick If you never had a home? Not atlrsst any you remember The Banished or those who have strayed have little, but a dwindling stash of hope, That the pain of exile might one day end And a fading stack of snapshots Of memories But a

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