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Belonging by Uche

I am not made of one place,
not shaped by one door,
not defined by the moments
that tried to make me small.

I have walked through silence,
through rooms that never felt like mine,
yet I carried a fire within me
that refused to go out.

I belong
not just because I was invited, 
but because I am here
standing, growing, becoming.

And wherever I go
I'll plant my pieces and myself
until even the unfamiliar
learns my name
and calls me home.