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Home from here
may be to
nowhere, perhaps
somewhere, or
somehow elsewhere.

Maybe home may
be far away, closer
than thought, a
present time, a
past place.

Where do I go?
Miles on the road.
Dreaming alone.
Wishing for home.

My life alone –
the sights I’ve seen
are realities from dreams;
who I am is what
I’ve wanted to be.

Home from here,
so far away,
may be closer
thank I think.
Or even further
than I’d dreamed.

– Originally written 12 Nov. 08