lost
between
memories
and condos,
the giant within
wanders –
without.
ghostlike
faint
and shy.
what was
is not.
but there,
far, far over there,
waiting,
is the brother
you never knew;
the road
your toes yearn to touch;
the future
you feared to dream.
all,
over there.
waiting,
at home
for you.
Go home.
close your eyes
listen,
and go.
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