.no compass can guide me home
for i'm the magnetical declination that disrupts the needle of pointing homeward
for i'm the sailor who shipwrecked in an endless storm of emotions, home becomes an empty word
for i can grow hopeless, or rebuild my future
for the future i can call home
deep down I wished I didn't need to write things like this...
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