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Coming Home

Hold me now
This day has past
I'm coming home
To you at last
Those precious words
I hear you say
I hold on
For another day
Into open arms
I fall at last
These lonely cries
Your songs outcast
Coming home
A thought so sweet
A feeling my heart
Will always need

~THE FLOWING PEN~












 













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