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I carried my heart far from home on a quest
for love. Feeling like a well gone dry, I yearned
to fill an emptiness and rambled to find rest.
I sought solace in strangers, all my love spurned.
For years, I searched faces and hopeless city
streets, lonely sidewalks rolling out before me.
After wasted time far behind and miles roamed,
I learned my heart ached for who waited back home.
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015
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