Exile

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Exile Having abandoned one, I claim the other. Rain speckles the driveway. Solitude pays its toll with unmet expectations, thunder receding, clouds shriveling to dust. The mockingbird chirrs its cricket tune before flying to a higher perch. What you call home I call diminishment. What you surrender, I bundle and mail to strangers. […]

via Exile — O at the Edges

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