i tried not being lost
but every place i stared at seemed untrue
the math was wrong
talking silly and songs were out of tune
what we really want
down to our core is a place called home
when you've gone
out of home's door and home's sight
every moment is a journey
full of trials and tribulations til you get back
some of us are fated
to wander and never return
others of us choose
***
for my father
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