Finding what I never lost

Suddenly, it’s gone. Fear,
anger, frustration, sadness. Why
is this happening now, here, to me? Hope
lingers around me, a stray dog seeking solace. What
might I have done, or undone, for change to transpire. Desire
calls out, effervescent, illusive, contrary, perplexing. How
will we arrive home only to find the thing we’ve been seeking. 

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