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song: Basque Country artist:The Lovers i just want a place where i never have to leave i don't want a world just a country the independent republic of me it has only been a day and my being feels heavy already. i'm homesick and the weight is choking. i don't expect understanding so the only comfort i can find is in the sepia templates of kansas. "there's no place like home" garland repeats and there it is. There is the very essence of what i know. Once in oz,even the wonder and beauty of such a fantastic escape is not enough to banish the sustained feeling of displacement dorothy feels. She still wishes to be home and so do i. There's even a point where dorothy suspects that her prolonged absence has made auntie em stop wondering where she is. Maybe with my absence the people i love back home will stop wondering too. But like dorothy, i still want to go back. maybe when this is all over i will look back and be glad i left.If only to appreciate what i have been missing. and so i delude myself. |
