London Poem: Day 363

15 August

Home is nearly a year removed,
Far split from comfort as
Ugliness and wide spread arms
Look for something in the
Great, vacant world.
This is home now, still,
After time and life I know
I’m separated from both.
A stranger in a strange land,
And funnily enough, in a
Familiar one.
This is the land I know, and
By fate or misfortune
This is where I will stay.

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