There is longingness
to the place where one belongs.
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Theme: Memory
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My Home
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![My Home [POEM]-[IC]There is longingness
[IC]to the place where one belongs.
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ıllı Timo Stern ıllı
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I left my home and went beyond
To see the great horizon,
I brought with essential things
As I set forth to adventure,
I have a blast from being far
Away from my childhood home,
And with my taste for wanderlust,
It only made me want for more,
I experienced sleeping outside
The comforts of my own room,
The stars above served as my light,
And the ground beneath as my bed,
But something was tugging my heart,
Pulling its strings somewhere else
Yet I ignored the distant calls
Of the one pulling said heartstrings,
So I went to climb a mountain
And enjoyed its scenery,
The cities and towns far below
Looked smaller than that of my hand,
But someone was calling for me,
Vying to gain attention,
Yet I ignored their pulls and calls
As I continued travelling,
Soon, I ended up in a woods
That's infested with silence,
I could see the natural homes
Made by animals, big and small,
Again, someone was calling me,
And it makes me frustrated,
So I followed this secret string
That's been tugging me all this time,
Lo and behold, I arrived home,
And tears rolled down from my eyes,
I guess this is how one defines
The meaning of hiraeth,
The home I haven't seen in time
Welcomed me with open arms,
Ah, memories of my travails
Cannot compete with my own home.
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ıllı Alexander Andrews ıllı
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