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Nov 2014
Sometimes I find myself crying in my room,
wishing to go home
Then I realize,
I am home
But I’m not happy here
I’m so homesick,
but I’m homesick for a place
that doesn’t even exist
elias
Written by
elias  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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