I’m very much in two’s. I have two home countries, other by birth, other because I feel like I belong there – or because I chose it. I have two languages (although I do get by with German and Swedish as well, but would not dream of writing poetry in either of them). I have two different sides to my head, due to the other side being cut short and other growing long – and the short side is blonde and the long red. As for the kind of places where I have lived, it’s a bit more than two, but the more I grow the more I want to be in smaller neighbourhoods, villages, places where people know each other – not in cities. So for the purpose of this poem, I made it two as well.
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