here
here where we stand
on foreign land
here where we aren't us
where we're everything we've known
that we know that we don't
that we've grown
here we sit
or sleep or lay
or recover
on a couch
others stand
in other spots
in high hopes
in silly shrines
and let them
and envy them
if you must
if you're sad
if you're happy
if you wait
i'll arrive here
i'll be good
but i'd rather be here
but i'm here
for a sec
for now
NDW
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