I created a gracious banner to march under,
Into the foreign lands of ____ wilderness,
And as I stepped into architectural hostels
Interior design enveloped the human kind.
A candle at the centre of a massive room
Lit the gloomy and inhabited ____ walls,
Where two travellers sat and a storyteller,
A great new cult was soon to be revealed.
Special student rate stays at the ______’s,
Only seven days’ worth of dear memories,
Thus, I never lost the feeling of belonging,
Yearning for the warmth of its inhabitants.
Settled on the eleventh calm ______ night,
Three months passed, like that night, quick,
Keeping hold of certain threads of connection,
Only to realise that few will soon forever depart.
Wednesday, 10th of December 2014