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Home.
Somewhere you love. Somewhere you feel welcome. Somewhere you belong. It's something, I've never known. Many times, Close, So desperately close, I nearly found it. But the moments I've been far, Are many more. Everywhere has been… Temporary. I've only drifted In between Soft spots. Places I've been to rest, Gain strength, Till the search renewed. Each day passing, Feeling the void, Never knowing. Will i ever come return To the hearth waiting. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
AuthorThe Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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