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Moving

June 12, 2015
By Anonymous

Shiny new look
sweet new smell
soft clean sheets
pristine rooms.
Not a crumb out of place,
no crumb would belong.
So what am I doing here?
In the middle of perfection,
standing in at the entryway of my new home.
At the entryway to a new life.
What am I doing here.
I can’t let go of my past yet am shoved into my future.
Mixed up
twisted up.



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