I've seen my town bursting at the seams. It seems it used to seem so small, now it seems empty. It's a vacuum, a fucking pit. I used to have a place, and now I don't have shit. I used to have a scheme and I had the will, the strength to keep going, but somehow I'm still searching for a home, via Ontario. Now I don't know where I'm going; I don't know where I'm from. I've got no bearings. And I can't believe the zeros to which we've succumbed. A man should be buried in his native earth, not shown estimates of its net worth. 150 years since they built the mill, and now the pond's drying up and I'm fucking still searching for a home, via Ontario.
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