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The Place I Had Never Been Before Felt Like Home

take me away to a different place

I had never been there before

but it smelled like memories

the sky meeting with the ground

in a haze of heat and dreams

far off from the tilted axis

and the rotations of day and night

music plays but our headphones

aren’t plugged into anything

where we walked and walked

and our shoes never wore

our feet never sore

and the horizon never came to meet us

at the train station

where no train will ever come

we play in between the tracks

throwing stones down the river

to watch them skip

mile after mile after mile

out of sight

texts were notes we drew in the sand

that the wind would never blow over

the clouds blowing low over the model houses

every bench a billow of thick smoke

dancing in still air

on the fringe of night

I had never been to this strange alien place before

but once I arrived,

I never wanted to leave

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harry-j-baxter
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Published
Jul 19, 2014
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