This feels familiar,
this spot right here,
this place I wished to forget,
this area that reminds me
that my memory is often unkind.
This feels too familiar,
this pulling between two,
this sticking to the middle,
this choosing not to choose
that leaves me stuck... nowhere.
This feels too unfamiliar,
this nomadic behaviour,
this strange air covering
this once familiar place
that now forms strangers out of friends.
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