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Nostalgia was stronger
Childhood more idyllic
Circle of friends
Extended family

A home

Mother is gone
Looming departure
Caged in pens
Three passages

No home

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They

sat lifeless on their balcony.

Desiccated leaves

looming

temporarily, intermittently, never once and for all.

Neither expected

a handwritten note:

“You two must go, but I will not come.”

Haunted by worries,

caged in pens like vermin.

Mercy of strangers

seem surprising;

revolving around dependence.

They

desperately wanted to leave,

feverishly keen to depart.

Potential departure

at its most basic level exciting to her.

Impulse of nostalgia:

different,

impossible,

misunderstanding.

Leaving together

threatened

change.

Varieties of movement in life,

he was,

more comfortable

with.

His

childhood had been more idyllic

But

even still

they would leave if given the chance

A handwritten note,

again,

They, he repeated, had to go and he had to stay.

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loss of a home, no less, of his home
scattering of extended family
doubted he would come back
leaving their country

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Mother is here

Mother is gone

She was

Feverishly keen

She was

Haunted by worries

She

Had to go

And

Had to stay

Her

Circle of friends

Was simply

Given the

Mercy of strangers

Only temporarily

Intermittently

Once and for all

In case of misunderstanding

All varieties of movement in her life

Looming

Was no problem

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Leaving their country
at the mercy of strangers
revolving around dependence
comfortable with all varieties of movement in her life
keen to depart
looming potential departure
in whom the impulse of nostalgia was stronger
because his childhood had been more idyllic

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as they hurried home
all he said was "let us hope"
haunted by worries

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the scattering
struck him as deeply sad
his childhood had been more idyllic
the loss of a home
of his home

more comfortable with all varieties of movement in her life
she was haunted by worries too
dependence
at the mercy of strangers

Though, whatever their misgivings,
they would leave if given the chance

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His city
Lifeless
Loss of a home
Caged
Keen to Depart
Haunted by worries
Must go

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Loss of his home
Caged in pens like vermin

Scattering of his extended family
And his circle of friends
Struck him as deeply sad.

Worries of going abroad and leaving their country
At the mercy of strangers

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Desperately wanted to leave his city
He would leave it only temporarily
Never once and for all

This looming potential departure was altogether different
He doubted he would come back
Which stuck him as deeply sad

"You two must go, but I will not come."
"Mother is gone."
"Not for me."

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altogether different,
forever,
once and for all,

continue to be
at the mercy of strangers

both of them, though,
"must go"

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"You two must go, but I will not come"
what could possibly make him want to stay?
this was impossible, and explained, in case of misunderstanding, he repeated, there was no problem, they would all be leaving together, he repeated, they had paid, he repeated
We were feverishly keen to depart, desperately wanted to leave
But the loss of his home struck him as deeply sad, for he doubted he would come back
he would be at the mercy of strangers, subsistent on handouts, caged in pens like vermin
But the prospect of something new, of change, was at its most basic level exciting to us
we had to go
he had to stay

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thought it would be temporary
never once in for all
but now
doubted he would comeback
deeply sad
she was haunted by worries too

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Such circumstances struck him
The loss of a home
Scattering family
Haunted by worries
"You two must go, but I will not come"

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deeply sad nostalgia
scattering desperately
precisely not straight forward
comfortable movement
must go

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He doubted he would come back.
The loss of a home
struck him as deeply sad.
The impulse of nostalgia
was stronger
than the prospect of something new.

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desperately wanted to leave
never once and for all
loss of his home
exciting
but haunted by worries
must go
if given the chance

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Excitement for something new
Change
Exciting, yet haunting
Taking action, being independent
Together
Taking the first steps
Together
Alone, yet together
Will they take the chance?
Together

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Leave

Exciting, at its most basic level

But had thought he would leave it only temporarily,

Never once and for all

Stay

His home,

His extended family and his circle of friends and acquaintances

Whatever their misgivings,

No doubt that they would leave

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Leave the city,
the loss of his home.

Something new, of change.
Haunted by worries,
Mercy of strangers, caged like vermin.

"Your sense must go"

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Childhood leaves,

Loss of imagination.

Haunted by nostalgia,

By family, by home.

Caged like vermin,

Pain clings deeply,

Would not be budged.

Looming impulse carries mercy.

He never spoke,

Then thought:

“Your sense must go.”

And repeated, stronger:

“Your sense must go.”

New temperment pushed.

Worries gone.

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The loss of a home

Not entirely straightforward

At its most basic

Looming potential

Altogether different

If given the chance

In pens like vermin

Whatever their misgivings

Haunted by worries

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Finding a way out
Desperately wanted to leave

Feverishly keen to depart
the prospect of something new
exciting her

Scattering of his extended family
circle of friends
and acquaintances

You two must go
but I will not come

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Impossible,
struck him as deeply sad.
The loss of his home.

Feverishly keen to depart,
at the mercy of strangers,
neither expected.

No doubt that he would leave,
doubted he would come back.

A handwritten note,
haunted by worries,
this looming potential.

"Your mother is here."
They had to go, and he had to stay.

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The prospect of something new:
A looming potential

the loss of a home,
no less.

Change is
at its most basic level
exciting--

at the mercy of strangers,
subsistent on handouts --

But also: cages us
like vermin.

Still: "You must go."

No doubt, if given
a chance.

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Loss of a home
no less
His Home

In his imagination
he had thought he would leave it only temporarily
Never once and for all

Forever
Struck him as deeply sad
Family
Friends
Acquaintances
Loss

Her nature was such that
the prospect
was
Exciting to her

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Keen to depart,
leave his city,
but in his imagination.

Temporarily,
Intermittently,
He would come back.

Never once and for all,
sat lifeless,
clung to by a few desiccated leaves.

"I will not come"
In his imagination
"Not for me"

At the mercy of strangers,
caged in pens like vermin.