On My Memorable Way

I no longer know
What a home is
To have.
Nor what a place
Is to stay.
As my feet are
Worn from moving.
On and over all.
My spirit used to
Jumping from love
To next obsession. 
For the illness
It runs deep.
From the scar that
Makes me move. 
Pushing me
To lands of light
Of deepest dark.
So, all I ask of you
Is a simple stone,
Where ever it was
My birth took place.
So even if I forget
All and more.
You might remember
Me.

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