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Tuesday, May 24, 2005


my home
a home is where ur heart is, but my heart is not with me.
my heart is lost, and wandering. my heart is a wanderers heart
but it always stays were its home is. my home is were the grass grows tall. were the birds sing
good morning.
were the moon rocks me to sleep.were my heart is
wandering, deep in
those woods. it
will not depart its home,
wether i am there or not,
it will stay there for ever.
even if the wood arent there, it will picture it clearly.
wether i can or not. were i
am free to go were i wish to go. were i can be my self.
but were i wish to go is disapearing every day. with the noise of the tree
cutters song. my home is were...
the dar danceed over the
daisies, the daisies, the daisies.
were the stars danced
over the daisies, the daisies, the daisies.................. my heart will stay sleeping
till i come back home.

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