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elleguyence

a thousand miles from my front door
I’m farthest from any
comfort-zoned concept
of home

we’re drinking, clinking
celebrating the future of everything
eulogizing the last twenty-some years
of figuring it out and miraculously
ending up here

I wonder how explorers felt
when their feet planted on unchartered land
and realized that
home is anywhere you make it so

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