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Home (Poem)

You left without a word

Not even a note

We searched

To no avail

So now we sit and wait

For some tell tale sign

With hope

Someday

You will return

To this place full of love

This place we call home

Two years we wait

Nothing, nothing

We hold out

Patience wearing out

Where are you

Hope running thin

That someday

You will return

To this place full of love

This place we call home

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