image by: irene namthis image inspired me to write this:
i was born there but never been
taken away before i got a chance to really see
to remember
eyes misty. heart beats with a familiar ache
dirt paths, trees lining the way. colors of home?
my imagination- its all black and white
want to breathe in the image
maybe catch a little breeze
just to see if home comes back to me
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