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"The Way Home"

The way home

So close

And that far away

A heart of longing

Hold you in the way

Thousands of rivers and mountains

Sleepless day and night

If the heavens have eyes

I just hope you are safe

It is a flower that comes everywhere in spring

It is the fruit of autumn to the ground

Oh backpack on my shoulder

heavy

Filled with what you owe

Always blur your eyes

Tears flowed into rivers

And me

It became a boat in the river

Fluttering

Wandering people

I'm halfway through this life

Frost stains the face

A thousand words

A matter of heart

How can you not leave regrets?

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