Foreign Home.

I am not here
Not as you,
Life is unclear
Without a clue,
Out of place
Not welcome,
I have no space
Why did I come?
The longer
I stay.
The farther
I find myself away.

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  1. I’m beginning to think you’re living inside my head, because you’re writing poems about the things I’m thinking but afraid to share…….

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