by Anna Banasiak   Jul 27, 2017

My life is baggage

I’m leaving my home

In suitcases of memories

I’m a stranger in the world

Wandering in the chaos of hate

I’ll go again somewhere

Trying to forget the past

On the road to freedom

I’m finding my identity

Among people and things

Rushing nowhere

This journey never ends

I’m looking for the meaning

In a new life

Carrying the baggage


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