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out of shadow land
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whole lotta other stuff nothing is everlasting expatriate
you’ve been chased away
now you drift there
you know of this
morning after morning
a stranger
in strange lands
a wanderer of the dark
night after night
falling head first into emptiness
spit out of the womb
isolated
in
darkness
expatriate you are used to anguish
with your handful of relics
near to the perimeter
with only this consolation
your dreams have eyes
dreams so quiet no one hears
of your dreams
they are like
the falling of tears
like a wish
on the day
it becomes devoted
perhaps one heart
can help you endure the exodus expatriate
and lead you
out of shadow land
Appropriate And Topical
Individuals leave what is 'home' for a new space to exist - like life refugees, expats are not returning home, statistically. Like Tina Turner, if I ever left, I'd never come back except to visit. - allets -