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Jan 2020
It pains me to go
For Ive been missin’ home
But a stormy sea awaits
And a battle waiting to be won

Oh, sweet, sweet home of mine
There’s none as beautiful and peaceful as you
But I had to leave, and brave the brewing storm
Sharpen my swords and put my armor on

For the battle of my life has just begun
I need to go and learn
To test my skills and grow
To break and mend my sentimental heart

To find my place in this world
To spend a lone time with my Father
To know Him more and obey Him so
To learn the practicality of life
Shiela Mae Alvior
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