Julia of Oceania · Poetry · writing

I’m Older Now

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I’m older now, less fragile in my own loneliness.

Accustomed to being on my own.

And maybe, home isn’t ever really tangible.

Not something found in another person.

It’s a feeling within myself that screams:

You belong,

You belong,

You belong.

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