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Lost

I look out to this world
With opened eyes
The place I called home is no more.
I reach out at last
Trying to grasp
Something-anything that can be called mine.
The past is gone
The future to come-
So now, I am stuck in some purgatory between.
Where ever I go-
I taint it in my touch.
What else is left
What can be my home?

Author notes

dedicated to the cane toads! *CRY*

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