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Roaming, I feel like I'm home

Yet, my home is far away

You never realise where you've made home till you leave home.

Struggling with who you are and who you once were.

You've changed in 5 years, I've changed.

So why do I feel the weight of these things that I still love.

The cultural differences, fun and games, whispers.

Who have I become but one that still wishes to be accepted by all.

Japan was beautiful, nostalgic and scenic. A blast from my past, different yet all too familiar. Leaving me sad even on the day I left. Wishing I had more time.

♫ Home is Far Away – Epik High ft. Hyukoh


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