Starving for inspiration
I dive into my imagination
Just to find pieces that I left behind
Like that stormy day that we found out
We had to move to a new place
A new country
A new space
Arriving I feel like roots have been ripped apart
Trees that over grew now are begging for a new start
…
Starving for inspiration
I look for my imagination
That I can no longer find
Where’s that secret world I created
The one behind my closet door?
Can you, please, help me find it once more?
Stranger Paths 
You’re rooted deep in my heart baby
You will always have a home in it
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