Where ever I go
I must come back,
To this foreign place
I cannot shake.
I must call it home, now
But it feels so far from it.
When I look around
I feel trapped.
It must be a dream,
It must be a trick,
I don't know who
Would do this.
I want to leave,
I have to stay
In this foreign place
I cannot shake.
*Bee
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