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On Being Placeless
When home is nowhere
home is everywhere
We can't defend the running anymore
and the lies are always
waiting for us
somewhere up ahead.
Missing things we never had
and searching for things we never lost
No faith in friends
to turn up
Nobody sees each other often enough
to be relevant
We play along anyway
Invite strangers to our wedding
and appreciate beloved moments later
when we've already left them
on the other side of the burning embers
I miss the comfort in being judged
being stereotyped
being somewhere they told me was home.
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(Anonymous)
2008-06-19 20:33
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you should write more, you are a good writer. I every so often visit these pages to see if you have upated... Judging by the date its been awhile. Take as always
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