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Apr 2014
Gentle summer breeze
Sun warms the earth steadily
I’m finally home.
The light welcomes me
I swallow my fear.
He holds out his hand
I take it
We walk into the sunset.
I'm finally home.
Death, if you hadn't guessed already.
Written by
Kas  Georgia/North Carolina
(Georgia/North Carolina)   
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