HIRAETH

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Staring into the night sky - plain black

Reflecting my lost soul, my broken luck

I am falling,

Constatly falling into an abyss of never ending sorrow

Reminiscing erstwhile

The memories...

The haven...

I wished to go back

Darkness...

Homesickness...

For a home I can't return to

For you... my home that was never mine even if I want to

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