I've plans next week
For life over there
E'en though absent
For almost one year.
It's plainly surreal:
Having a schedule here,
Going and arriving
And only few to hear.
I've tried to plan
Transition just so
Those happy or sad
Don't really know.
With a quiet tap
Life here pauses again.
There with a plop,
It begins again.
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