A part of me, used to live in the house on the hill,
A small part lies peacefully still, not to wake again,
While the rest now lives in confusion,
In a place some distance away
A part of me, used to live in the house on the corner,
A small part went silent long ago,
While the rest had lived in loneliness, until at last reunited
Complete silence now
A part of me, used to live on the state line
A small part of me left, and never returned
While the rest is forced to live without
Adjusting to the gap
What’s left of me lives between the alley and the road
A small part of me putting on a smile
While the rest is numb, almost non-existent
Wondering how to feel again
*Inspired by the song “A Part of Me” by Norwegian Artist, Kurt Nilsen
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