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Still... Just There
The place where I come from doesn't bekon me.
It's always just... there, like part of my DNA
That never really goes away.
My home town doesn't beckon. It's just there. It just waits.
The places where I spent time have all changed hands in time.
But if I went back, I'd find... nothing the same;
Except the name, which always reamains...unchanged.
It waits for my retu...
Wednesday 19th February 2025 10:32 pm
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