Again

There,

among the dry leaves and ghosts,

I searched, hoping to find myself,

I looked in the darkest pits, searched through my lost memories,

I fought with the world and bore its blows

In the midst of the fighting I won,

I found most of me but then got lost,

Staggering through the thick lies I listened only to my friend,

The rough ground found my knees but never for long.

Now I’m back home,

cleaning up my wounds as I try to find the rest of me.

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