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My heart is aching! I feel torn in two. Between who I was, And between the new. Away I will go To venture afar, Away from my love With feelings ajar. Can I be worried?
I miss my home and all that it is, Full and loud, it is what it is, It is all that I miss. I miss my sister's smile, I miss my books and files, I love my cold kitchen tiles. The normal bend of my bed,