i miss home
a place of warmth
where food is available
where i don't need to think about what money i need to save for trains that week
or what time i need to get up
or how much work i need to do
or how i can avoid bumping into anyone in the lift
i like to keep myself to myself sometimes
i don't like the demands of living in a place like this
i miss my bed
my pillows
my grandma's gravy
my mother's pavlovas
i miss the countryside
my dog
my books
my friends
my family
my church
my city
i miss my HOME.
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