Aimless Life.

Roots ripped from the field, nowhere to call home. Traveler, wanderer.
Searching for fresh soil to embed my wounds. Fingernails stained from tireless digging. Soil, soil.

I’ve been so many places, I just want to go home.

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~ by kagomesakura on March 28, 2011.

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