Don't weep for what isn't but for what is yours to keep
Writing
I can't help but feel sad
For a home a seed A place I had but lost instead Nostalgia before even having Yet arrived While at the same time in the knowledge That right now a different landscape should reveal and prosper in front Of my eyes To be able to excavate space for my soul
If this life here is meant to again be embraced and not withhold The valleys will open and caress me in their folds Give me the soil
To grow permanently But right now travelling Transient to collect the nutrients for the fu
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