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Apr 2016
We are home in the valley where hatred runs steep,
We are home in this prison where the shadows are a creep,
We are home in the mountains where flowers bloom so bright,
We are home in this world where society is not right,
Preach on my dear,
And let my mind beware,
That living is this house where my thoughts are drench in fear,
Are we home?
Are we there?
Will we drift from all these fears,
We are home, but yet still,
We are living in a thrill,
We are home, we are there,
And yes here comes the fear,
We are home but not safe,
We are home but feel so sad,
We are home but not our house,
Pray to God for feeling bad,
Can we ever be at peace?
#being in a place where you do not feel safe.
Sheldon Brown
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Sheldon Brown  jamaica
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