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A collaborative poem

I'm no longer looking for home
I forged one and I carry it 
wherever I roam

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they told me home was 
an address
a mailbox
a set of keys
but I found mine 
buried beneath old scars 
and unfinished eulogies

I built it from
lessons
loss
and a backbone tempered by flame
now every room echoes resilience 
a testament to my pain

the world can try 
to shift its furniture
tempt me into an endless cycle
of chasing more
but my heart longs to be
where peace is a boundary
and I can finally rest
not fighting everyday to survive

it may not be picture perfect
I cannot claim to 
always know harmony
I deal with 
bills
snappy arguments
piled up dishes
but I enjoy cleaning up messes
in a house that knows love

I was separated from this place
for so many years
I questioned if it ever existed
but I always felt a warmth within me
an inner melody
that eventually
led me home

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This was a collaborative poem! Here are the wonderful writers that contributed:

Bob (the Green Druid) Johnson, Kate M. Sine, Amrita Skye Blaine, Samyak's Delusion, Sarasvati Songs, Vision2Verse, Lawrence Omoregie Jr

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Please note:

sometimes when creating a collaborative poem, it ends up that even smaller fragments lead to a unified whole or that words and phrases call for further shaping and moulding. This is no reflection on the contributor. Instead, it’s a beautiful reminder that the creative process is always filled with twists and turns.

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