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There is a place i long to go where clouds appear like mountains on the horizon and the only sound is no sound at all I am waiting for a call- a sign saying go find your home among quiet sunsets and beneath skies of scattered stars should i travel so far to such a place? The answers I can not find and waiting takes too much time So I shall gather my thoughts and turn them to ink take my dreams and transform them into kites- anticipate the wind until the day comes when I can fly.
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Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 2:27 PM UTC
My home I long to find
There is a place i long to go where clouds appear like mountains on the horizon and the only sound is no sound at all I am waiting for a call- a sign saying go find your home among quiet sunsets and beneath skies of scattered stars should i travel so far to such a place? The answers I can not find and waiting takes too much time So I shall gather my thoughts and turn them to ink take my dreams and transform them into kites- anticipate the wind until the day comes when I can fly.
sadie-k
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Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 2:27 PM UTC
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