The Question


I walk into

that place

which will always be a second home,

and my heart thrills as they all come around me

all trying to hug me at once

not asking, why away so long

simply, hello, we missed you

more hugs, more laughter

and as I walk home,

tears in my eyes

because of this beautiful, wonderful, pure love,

I ponder The Question

and think

how can there not be

how can there not be

how can there NOT be

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