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Aug 2023
You look exactly the same to me,
Eyes wide,
Some strong conviction,
Painting the features,
Open mouth, speaking the same words,
Over and over,
“Love, I want to go home”
And I’ll say,
There isn’t a place like that,
Anywhere in sight.
Strawberry Pilgrim
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Strawberry Pilgrim  121/in space somewhere
(121/in space somewhere)   
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