Lost Souls

Thinking of this place that my grandma told me about. This place where people live peace and war fails to persist. I still have doubt that this place even exsists. Because when I walk outside all I see lost souls heading for the crossroads. Lost souls unsure if they’ve reached the goal. Lost souls in a place that they call their own home. 

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