Feeling like Dorothy in the land of Oz
I left my home just because
Split in three, each built a nest
One turned away each and every guest
Pieces were scattered all around
Which was real could not be found
Psychosis filled the besieged brain
Most likely brought on by the pain
Struggling insanely to escape
The evil dark and cold landscape
Planned to leave them all behind
Can't leave my brain I did find
Duct tape, monkey glue, maybe superglue
To hold them as one, not three or two
Breaking up was easy I confess
Restoring all to one - what a mess
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How amazing and strong willed you must be then to now share this is incredible. Thank you