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The Presence
Iam at my very
beginning old shelter,
Yet I feel very lonely,
Is it something that
missed my heart?
Churn'd my smooth heart.
Iam like a cassoway bird
Chunk'd from flying.
I lay down on my cot
with closed eyes,
Yet a pair of twinkling
eyes never leave me,
Is it something that
missed my heart?
Oh I yearn for you.
A home to my heart
went far away
As if vanished in the
deep blue sea.
I tried to sit and write,
Yet a speed calligraphic
hand crossed my mind,
Is it something
that missed my heart?
I realise that my future
lays await.
Someone who is waiting
for my
homecoming
Whose in his heart is
my home.
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