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I have lived
my entire life
wearing and shedding
houses
like you do
clothes.

Some, too ill-fitted,
some, too small,
some, so big
you get lost in them,
and some that are
in all practicality
perfect
but just don't feel right.

I have shed these houses
picked my bare minimums
and moved...

Moved,
wherever the wind takes me
to a new cloth,
a new house.
And I shrug off
these houses
without a second thought
knowing the next one
will be different
and I will love it
for a little while
until it is time
to shed again.

But there are days,
when I just want to stop
and wear one
like I wear my skin,
and finally
call it home.