Home is a time

I miss you, but there's nothing to go back to. We've all gone our separate ways and that makes me sad. Would it be like the friends I once had? All flown away and never to meet again. I can't even remember their names.

It wouldn't be so bad in my head if you were all still there so I could still have a home, but it's gone. All gone.

Feeling a bit melancholy of late. I miss you.
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