Tonight I cried...

Tonight I cried for the land I believe I'll never see again. I cried for longing of old, familiar things. I cried for memories that are now only in my head... for the good and the bad... for the people, for the soil... for the beauty. The longing is fierce.



I'm picking up and carrying my life and soul yet again. Each time, a few fragments break off and are left behind. Each time, there are irrevocable changes, losses, and sometimes gains.



I love my country. That will never change. I'm ready to move on.

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