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February 11, 2003
All Poetry

Home Sick

Home sick for a place I have never been before

Some kinda feeling like there should be a place

A place that I have never felt

I wish I could click my heels together and say

There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home

I wouldn’t know what to imagine while I did it

How lost one must fell if a genie appeared before me

Willing to grant me 3 wishes!

I wouldn’t know what to say

I want to go home…..

A home I have never seen

A home I have never experienced

Lost in a foreign land

No energy, no presence

Looking for a dark ally

A hole to crawl into

A place to die….

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