.
We walk the hills that scorn
Our feeble attempts to be born
We dream of the eternity
That some lover will provide for us
To set us free
•=•
But never a brand new day !
Doing the same ole thing !
We
Get so lost in the make pretend
••
It's time to go
Reality has already gone !
It's time to go
Find the HOME.
that we promised
Would be there
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