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Mar 2016
As this greyhound takes me closer home
My stomach turns
And I go numb

Memories invade and **** my sobriery
Flashes of the past
Interupt and remind me

Reasons I left, swore to never return
I look at my life..
Reminiscences churn

My mental infrastructure shakes violently
Threatening to collapse
Losing inner harmony

My conscience splitting, down the middle
And I lack the education
To solve this riddle

Greyhound stops.. Its final destination
And I find myself again..
Seeking salvation.
All roads lead home, lead me back to everything I desperately wanted to escape. And yet when im away I cant help but feel like, a greater piece of me is always left behind.
Christopher Black
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Christopher Black  New Hampshire
(New Hampshire)   
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   --- and Torin
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