It was just me

I was there, all the time.

A lifetime looking

Yearning to return to

A place on a map

When I was wild.

Messy.

Carefree.

But the place didn’t exist on a map.

It took forever to discover

Stripping back all the things

That got in the way

Like a too tight jumper

Worn on a hot day

I pulled it off

To see what was underneath

It was just me I was there, all the time.

Returning home.

To me.

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