Homesick
Photo credit:Ovidiu Stefeliga
I saw the first light of my home
In shivers of the mountain wind,
I feel its thrill when I'm alone
In troubled rivers of absynth.
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See AllAs I wandering into my soul, A burning sigh grows in the deep For all my pains, I'll take a bow Thus, they are mine, even if.. bleak. In dreams of night, the day will rise In many shades of fading ach
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