In the Heart is a Home

Like pebbles dropped into the water, I watch my achievements sink and gather unseen beneath the surface. Stone hitting stone, sunk feelings collecting with those who came before. And as I imagine all those people who were alone in the things they’ve done, never recognized for the people that they were, I realized that it was time to go home.

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