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Feb 2018
I no longer long for home
For I have come
To the bitter realisation
that you make our house-

a home.

Home is feeling.

I can only feel homesick,
Run my fingers through -
The walls you painted,
Walk through -
The garden you planted,
And find the last pieces of you-
From the scent of your unwashed shirts.

I feel homesick-
                         For you.

For you are where my heart is.
For my father, who passed 50 days ago. I love you.
Kartinee Mageswaran
Written by
Kartinee Mageswaran  Malaysia
     Nylee, J and Ignatius Hosiana
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