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it’s the WAY we’re living it,
it’s not the where we’re living it,
nor the who we’re living it with.

 

i have met so many people who feel isolated or lonely
in a crowd.
on a farm.
from a city.
from an island.
in a daze.
married.
not.
single.
searching.

all of us –

we all want for something  –

out there.

 

but possibly,

it’s not there.

never has been.

it’s here.

close your eyes,
put your hand on your chest,
breath in.

yeah.

there.

right there –

it is.

 

it’s history and memory and future and dream and all the wonderful things that happen without having to ACTUALLY happen to be real. and shared. and remembered. and felt.

there are only a few people you can share that with
and you don’t even need to be with them to feel it,

but there are a few.

living,
dead,
near,
far,
close by and barely out of reach,
but never,
not ever,
forgotten,

there –

some kind of home does live.

 

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