23 Pieces

Memories of three years were wrapped well, in twenty-three assorted cartons, sealed with metres of duct tape. So that they don’t spill on the way to another continent. (Fingers crossed)

Memories of a city, to be moved to another.

Small Box

Some memories were left behind, and a few sealed in the mind — to carry with me where I go.

Now, in more empty space than before, my mind, is made up.

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3 thoughts on “23 Pieces

  1. It is painful and anxiety filled. To leave a life one makes all the effort to build. The one assurance one has, the re-building wont be an absolutely new experience.

    There are good things in store. I am sure.

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  2. ==DR:
    Having done it so many times, I guess, it becomes second nature. It is a new experience, but a known one, in a way. Yes @ good things. Absolutely looking forward to it. 🙂

    ==Neo:
    Back home! 🙂

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