from where I am at
to there
not some negative
backwards destruction
of care
still breathe the same air
this time without any hair
laughing like
it was way back when
years stack up like
ten plus ten
far too much seen
in these places
we have been
picked up where
we left off
back at it again
different attitude
time to head home
into my head really
my only home
never really knew
how to write down a poem
just stacking up beautiful
thoughts my home
calls it a poem
lifted above any
research group thinking
rising above moving forward
never sinking…
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