In Search of My Home
Walking around the rooms of this house, searching for my home.
Gliding my fingers along the walls, having forgotten all that I’ve ever known.
The reality set before me is only a mirage to my heart, a scene from a movie and I’m just playing a part.
Air inside so full of love and kindness, yet no oxygen does it provide. The clock is slowly ticking, as time is no longer on my side.
I am lost inside this house of mine, still searching for my home.
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