graffiti: text "art does belong" and a stencil of a person's face and then the spray-painted words, "australia jails kids"

What is belonging? To what or to whom do you want to belong?

I have this feeling often, of being totally unmoored: without anchor and belonging nowhere and to no one.

That’s some trauma aftermath: my intellectual self understands that, but the other selves just feel lost and sad.

What would it look like for you to belong just exactly the way you imagine/envision? Can you take 15 minutes and write it, tell it to the page?

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