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In Between

March 16, 2023

She thought of herself as a tree
Uprooted from her home
Rerooted in a new land
Looking upon the native trees
Trying to grow out of their shadows
“Well, that’s not true!”
She tells herself
“I am a driftwood.”
Floating on the ocean waves
Far away from home
Searching for a shore
Shore that never comes
She is drifting
Between the shores
Between the homes
Between her past and present
She knows now
Home is a memory
It is a hope
But she will never find the one she lost
It is in between her memories and
She is drifting
Away and close
In between
Her home