At least, that was what was conceived
In his mental faculty,
But what had him received
Was a home in the casualty.
The entirety was anything but organised,
Split from within.
For some reason, he still hadn’t, the situation realized,
He regarded it as trash from the bin.
The reality is seriously mean
That it may never recover from this comatose
Hard as a crustacean,
It hits him in the face with a double dose.
Now he sits,
Wondering which home he was so ecstatic to come to.
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