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I haven't been me
for a while now

my voice
is softer
less sure
of itself

my heart is tired
too lonely
to find the balance
between war and peace

my feet are still
unwilling to choose
a direction
in fear that the choice
is not mine to make

my eyes
constantly search
for the piece of me
that is lost
the piece that left
too long ago

I want to go home again.
.
Authoress: Liz