Locked in a drawer in disorderly heaps of scattered thoughts,
you were homesick. Rearranging
today found thee.
stay with me for a while ',
back to my mind images that I thought forgotten.
hearing voices, will see beloved faces, feel the smell of my land,
then, like magic, I say goodbye
and I'll leave it there, once again, among piles of wildly scattered thoughts.
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