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Nov 2014
A heart that I could call a home
A home that I might find my heart
Walking up a hill at night
Rolling down when sun shines bright
Lift me up into your arms night sky
So that I might cry with tears of joy
To know that there could be a home
For every girl and boy of any age
As this would be my home
You may come and stay
To get away or just to playΒ 
Beneath the stars
We'll say good night
And restful sleep
Rest our headsΒ 
On loving sheep
Until the dawn

tHE tERRY tREE
The Terry Tree
Written by
The Terry Tree  Portland, Oregon
(Portland, Oregon)   
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