hiraeth
Where is the place, I'm longing for? The images reside deep within my core, it's not like a place I've ever seen, one day I might see it, I'm really keen, or maybe it's a feeling im searching for, the dr*gs and Nostalgia, that might be why I want more, sometimes I see it, it's like a place I've known, but with a difference so big my mind is blown, after I wake up I start to mourn, for something that my mind has formed. What is it, that my soul so deeply yearns for, if it's not from this World, where is the door? the door to where, Nostalgia and happiness dance through the space, wild. Maybe after I leave my body, I will find, the place I will never again have to weep like a child. Until then I'll stay brave, In this World that sometimes behaves, like a fixed barrier, in front of a cave.
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