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Leaving Home...
I don't think one can ever leave home,
Home is bound in our hearts and written in our bones,
Steeped in our reddest bloods we weigh heavier than stone,
But you should see us fly; you should see us when we float,
Like kites,...
Home is bound in our hearts and written in our bones,
Steeped in our reddest bloods we weigh heavier than stone,
But you should see us fly; you should see us when we float,
Like kites,...
