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A Home For The Homeless

I just want the ocean.
To feel it's arms touch mine.
The shallow blues and greens,
wrap around me just like vines.
I just want the ocean,
a place so calm and clear.
The sound of dripping water,
is all that you can hear.
I just want the forest.
a resting place for me.
The trees are moving all around,
as far as the eye can see.
I just want the forest,
to finally breathe again.
To feel the sunshine on my skin,
to forget the wrongs of men.
I just want the mountains,
to be high above the rest.
breathe in, breathe out. the clear, brisk air,
and feel it in my chest.
I just want the mountains,
No longer have to roam,
I'd lay my head down on the ground.
And finally feel at home.





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