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Home.
As you walk in you may
See the tapestry hung
along the entrance hallways
Following the same brilliant
Pattern as the Persian runner
That was Imported from a far away
Place I know nothing about
Besides the distant feeling.

As you walk along the runner
You may see the framed family
Photos I’m always graciously
Smiling in giving you the
Impression I am home
That I am loved and
That we are loving.

As you near the end of the
Hallway you may see the frayed ends
The once clean walls giving way
To unbelongingly filthy conditions
Giving you the impression
That all care has been
Left behind.
Just as I was.

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Published by nilbynoon

I reached my transcendental like enlightenment through a lifetime of pain and suffering that I wouldn't wish upon anybody. some of it brought upon my parents that left me in a motel when I was 1 years old, but most of it... Brought upon by my own self in self-destructive ways. I wouldn't take it back for the world nor a crown. In the Grand scheme of things... It took my own destruction three times over and many people left hurt or worse in the ashes of my wake to finally become something worthy of this world.

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