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Take Me Home

Take Me Home Time is void of meaning As my struggle rages inward Hopes and dreams shatter As my soul cries out, “Lord Take Me Home”. Why should I stay in this non-existence And salvage the remains where the lion has roared I wander daily in a desolate place Where my devoured heart and blood was poured The wind pleads my case Please take me where eagles soar Let me cling to your robe and hold my child Take me home dear Lord!

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