In foreign land

Disconnected

From the familiar

Dropped

In a foreign land

I stand

Stationary, expressionless.

Like a sponge

I take in so much

I readjust

Realign

And slowly

Build a home

Amid the unfamiliar.

Published by Urban Chaos

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