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No place to call home

I sit…

Alone…

The cool caress of a gentle zephyr,

Sends a tingle throughout my body

That chills my soul…

The lyrics of such a saturnine song,

Seem to speak softly to my spirit

They remind me, that I’m not alone...

But…

I am...

I don’t feel overly important to anyone,

To this place

To this life...
Written by Chaoticwayz
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