Home?

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As I return from I trip I get told that we are home

But it doesn't feel like home

Maybe I was born in the wrong time

Or the wrong place

But I feel like I don't belong here

My heart yearns for something more than this small place

I want to see it all 

The tall mountains 

The black sand beaches

The barren savanna were the lionesses roam

I want to see it all

But I am stuck 

in this place 

That I am supposed to call home


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