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I am so homesick for places I haven't yet been too.

My eyes desperately crave the beauty of sights they haven't even seen yet.

Places that I can't even pronounce are calling my name.

And a fire that I can't see warms me with it's bright flame.

My feet walk the same path when I leave and come back.

Where once there was nothing I've worn down a track.

And my ears get tired of the same boring tune.

Where street lights are so bright I can't see the moon.

I'm homesick for places away from my own.

Where the people are friendly and my name is not known.

You can tell me I'm crazy but I'll never forget.

I'm homesick for places I haven't been yet.

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