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Here You Are At Home
Waking spirit free to roam,
Wander in this heart;
Here you are at home.
Here you are at home
To to paint a waking art;
You do not rise alone.
Deep, the stars of night are sown--
Truth is but a start;
Whispered words unknown.
See, the morning light has grown!
Shadows fall apart;
Dear, my heart is known.
What the breath of night has shown,
I breathe with all my heart.
Hope is all I've known.
Now we speak, so un-alone;
Here we raise the start.
Waking spirit free to roam,
Here you are at home.
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