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Feb 2020
Frankincense, Myrrh, and spice
Scents of home taken from my mind
Salty seas, hills, and olive trees
Sights of home, scattered around
A home long gone
Taken away in time and war
All but in my mind
Let me close my eyes,
And I'll breathe one last time
Take me to another time,
So when I open my eyes I won't cry.
Written by
Jena T  27/F
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   Jena T
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