What else is there to do when you've killed a part of yourself to keep something else alive, lost yourself along the way to get to an unknown place, pushed yourself above and over the limits to see the end of something you once had?
What do you do when you've already stood your ground and taken your chances?
What is there left to do when you've already made up your mind and packed your bags?
I've finally felt some warmth. Unfamiliar, dizzying warmth....
This doesn't feel like home. Many things are missing...
I'm at ease even though deep sadness knocks at my door.
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