Remembering Home

In time, home bleeds into all the things and people you love.

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I’m Trying To Figure Out Where ‘Home’ Is

Sometimes I feel like I’m always in motion, spreading myself between people and places I love. Trying, so desperately, to understand the connections I have between each location and my heart, between the person I am in each city, each town, and each relationship I’ve kept and left behind.

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You Cannot Stay

“…you’re afraid
if you stay here they might talk
And these nights
you only want to hear someone say, Yes, I think of these things, too…”

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