Like I Never Left

When I arrive home.

I will silently unpack. 

To be abandoned. 

To be unabandoned. 

The community that found me. 

The people I’m destined to forget.

The society I had been taken from.

When I arrive home…

There is too much to unpack. 

Tomorrow, the apologies begin. 

Tomorrow, the secrets begin.
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