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H I R A E T H
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hi·ra·eth (n.) : a homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was.
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watch me fall apart
on this lovely house
this place is haunted
without you
in the midst of this,
the profound slipping
i'm half-dead
just existing, not living
i have loved you before
i still love you even now
in another time, a different place
some other existence.
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YOU ARE READING
Fragmented
Poetry"Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces."
