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Jan 2015
I was driven
to repeatedly return
to the 'literal' place of my past.

It was like an obsession!
                  I marched there
                     each day
                        looking ..

but for what I wasn't sure.

So I returned
again and again,
  eyes scanning
   mind rewinding
    in the hope,


that something would connect,
   offer a piece of the puzzle

      a piece of my past ..

           or just ..

                peace.
I recently recalled the time I became obsessed with the place I used to live as a child ( not far from my home now. )
I didn't realise it but I was looking for answers.  I never found them.
Louise
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Louise  England
(England)   
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