He is traversing to the unknown,
To a seemingly endless journey,
Yet the road was fleeting.

Heads down,
With dead eyes staring at the void.
Confused, felt like something was wrong.

He left,
Or chose to leave them behind,
As he wasn't sure if it was still the same.

A place where comfort meets belonging,
A place where memories meets dreams,
A place where he once called home.

How would you feel,
If the place you once loved,
No longer knew who you are anymore?

-Anoy

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