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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