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Home,

A flowing river or it’s sifting sands

Upon the tattered thorns or blooming buds

Over a bees bounty or a hyenas howl

Once upon and now forgone?

Home,

An atom now split

Or like galaxies tethered to tender touch

Under wilting withered winters

Or saintly spruce springs

Eternal and everlasting?

Home,

Beyond the sights of naked eyes

A hearts scorch and sighs

In a meeting for told

Everlasting or foreboding?

Home,

Beyond love, Beyond grace

A master and a slave

A visitor now a grave

A keepsake for the brave

Home.