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Home is where the Soul is. Shores long gone A distant home I have yet to see, Rolling hills and misty valleys Lost behind a cloud of smog and decay, Fathers forgotten and a brother lost Forsaken by a hundred years and a "Brave New World" A past wrote in blood and etched in bone Stolen then forgotten by the lie of change, That home I remember and know so well But have never been nor seen, My heart longs for a place It knows No Longer Is.
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 10:44 AM UTC
Home is where the Soul is.
Home is where the Soul is. Shores long gone A distant home I have yet to see, Rolling hills and misty valleys Lost behind a cloud of smog and decay, Fathers forgotten and a brother lost Forsaken by a hundred years and a "Brave New World" A past wrote in blood and etched in bone Stolen then forgotten by the lie of change, That home I remember and know so well But have never been nor seen, My heart longs for a place It knows No Longer Is.
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 10:44 AM UTC
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