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The Thick Skin of The Downtrodden

The dastardly sun radiates positivity
I squint, then cover my eyes
feeling everything
and nothing
is a fucking hassle

hoping for clouds
I think of darker days
when rain fell and kept on falling,
the release must have been grand

"I wanna go home" echos in my head
it becomes my mantra
yet home does not exist
not for me
I have looked and looked

a traveler, I grip my past like a suitcase
taking it with me, everywhere and nowhere
thinking it might know where that ever elusive home is,
together we are entwined and lost



Written by nikkimoe
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