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*pic courtesy from pinterest  The little things the little smile the little flower in the corner aisle the little butterfly catches my eye along with  the hovering bee like sketches drawn in the sky look at the little ant fleet just close to my feet the little spider takes a warm seat the little girl who hops on the broken tile while her mother looks right across  the street from a mile I wave at her she waves back the little gestures the little fingers the little spider continues to linger the little heartbeats as humming treats while I pick up the little crumbs from my bread last night
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Home

 Somewhere,

 Somewhere, 

 Somewhere,

There needs to be a home, that will take me,

That will sound familiar, that will have the faces from whom I learnt to grow up with...

They will know what I want to say,

They will always ask me to stay,

And will stare at my steps as I keep walking through the door..

But,

Somehow,

Somehow,

Somehow,

I have lost my way,

I can't find the house,

There are blinds on windows,

There are whispers like a mouse chasing me away..

Who are you?

Where are you coming from?

What do you want?

They keep asking..

And I say nothing,

While they shut the door,

as I still keep standing

next to no more...



 

*pic courtesy - pinterest- redbubble.com




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