Running away until it feels like
home
A specialty of mine.
I look for happiness
in the eyes of others,
In the winds of new places.
I may always be running
on the hunt for something
really real.
I’ll know it when I feel it,
right?
That is when I’ll be free,
when it sounds like happiness
in the wind
and when it feels like happiness
in me.
-emc
emc poetry 
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