Where are we?

Nostalgia clouds my vision

It’s blurry

Wipe ocean from my eyes

Rivers from my cheeks

I’m being eaten alive by every memory

That cascades like rivers down my face

I wish I could easily return to the past but

It looks like no one lives there anymore.

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