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Longing for a home

that exists

outside the realm of possibility


for I was taught that home is

where the heart is

yet mine lies cold in search

of meaning, if there is any


perhaps I am doomed

to be wandering

finding love and hate

and the comfort in between

and not in dichotomies


there is no peace hidden in greys

but in the hues of life

places, people I yearn to be mine

for eternity

but soon I remind myself

of the futility

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