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Home Again




A new life born from
Farewells and dead seasons,
Fresh waves washing
The shores of existence

~*~

Silhouettes coming
From the shadows,
Silence passes majestically
The bridge leading to tranquility

~*~

Forgotten is yesterday,
My hands smell of oak trees
And fresh fallen leaves,
Coolness had vanished

~*~

I have to return home,
Someone is in need of me…

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…And the sun shines
Brilliantly
With the smile of a child
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