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I clicked a playlist
Of all the songs
I was once in love with.

Sucking me in like a black hole,
I was lost in its purity--
It's feeling of home.

And it hurt.
It hurt like hell
To be back home.

I'd spent such a time
Away from home,
That I'd almost lost my way back.

And yes, it hurt,
But I still remembered
Every word of every song.

I was home.

-s.d.

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