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one night when I can walk out and see the stars again flooding a clear upturned sky bowl like still lanterns, I will say this is my home! this is my city! one day when I wake to the morning calls of birds and a solemn flood of silence at daybreak, I will say this is my home! this is my city! one afternoon drowsy and calm, settling into a book as dogs lay sideways under umpteen trees, I will say this is my home! this is my city!   and in evenings spent in undisturbed meetings and charm, and roads untarnished bright-lit and sparse,   I will say this is my home! this is my city!   I know I will have to go in search of one, waiting is a hazardous stagnancy except in love, for where the peace is, I will say is my home! is my city!
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Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 12:49 PM UTC
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one night when I can walk out and see the stars again flooding a clear upturned sky bowl like still lanterns, I will say this is my home! this is my city! one day when I wake to the morning calls of birds and a solemn flood of silence at daybreak, I will say this is my home! this is my city! one afternoon drowsy and calm, settling into a book as dogs lay sideways under umpteen trees, I will say this is my home! this is my city!   and in evenings spent in undisturbed meetings and charm, and roads untarnished bright-lit and sparse,   I will say this is my home! this is my city!   I know I will have to go in search of one, waiting is a hazardous stagnancy except in love, for where the peace is, I will say is my home! is my city!
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Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 12:49 PM UTC
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