Time to leave

It is time to leave
I had so much
I lost so much
And it does not matter

Time to seek out
New horizons
New ways of doing things
New places
Even if I remain the same
It will be different

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About

I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts

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Posted in frustration, Poem, Poetry

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