Where Is My Victorian Town?
i do not miss the place where i came from
in fact,
today i thought about its very name
and then, just for a moment or two
the name itself felt alien,
how sad is it.
that the,
victorian seaside town that clung to me
and almost made me drown
it kicked me,
when i was down
and picked me up,
when i required inspirational sounds
but, i do not miss it
it feels far away,
another day, another age, another phase
i mentioned, i should go back
but it is hard to pick up some reasons
that will seem to be enough
James Garratt – 15th June 2019
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Where Is My Victorian Town?
