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Tired and gentle waves of the mighty ocean receding to the horizon like the slowly setting sun But even when it's dark, they will come back and the waves will bring you back home And when the sun rises again the next day slowly pushing the eternal darkness away diminishing it to just the shadows the dawn will bring you back home the refreshing smell of the summer breeze the mild sunlight filtered from the trees may just make the world a little bigger the wilderness will bring you back home the younger self, abandoned and ignored will replace the ghosts secretly abhorred and when it smiles in all sincerity you will see that you were always home
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 12:35 PM UTC
Coming back home
Tired and gentle waves of the mighty ocean receding to the horizon like the slowly setting sun But even when it's dark, they will come back and the waves will bring you back home And when the sun rises again the next day slowly pushing the eternal darkness away diminishing it to just the shadows the dawn will bring you back home the refreshing smell of the summer breeze the mild sunlight filtered from the trees may just make the world a little bigger the wilderness will bring you back home the younger self, abandoned and ignored will replace the ghosts secretly abhorred and when it smiles in all sincerity you will see that you were always home
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 12:35 PM UTC
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