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Missing Home

A spiritual poem about Starseeds and remembering past lives.

GizemG
2 min readJan 19, 2024

First I was a stone
Then a bird
I was afraid of being human
But I became
I came voluntarily
I forgot, I had to forget
I tried to remember but it didn’t work
They always kept me busy
I lingered and stopped
I noticed one day
I am enlightened, I am enlightened
I couldn’t change anything
I just changed myself
I hoped, I waited
Actually I am a star in the sky
But I don’t remember
No one remembers
Everyone forgot
You forgot, we forgot
Remember
Maybe one day again
We become stars
We return home
You, me, them, all of us
We are not separate
We are actually one
Remember!

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