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like blinding fields
of honey-golden wheat

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My backyard is a special one

It was seen through love and built for fun

From the tree with...

indescribable hate pouring through my veins
death and disease at my fingertips
whore on top...

My place called home is not warm and inviting
my place called home is cold and frightening

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My heart that I call a house shelters all my feelings inside;

it protects me when it rains just...

Not being able to express the things I hate,
Truthfully dad I don't mean to aggravate,
But I'...

The ground breaking stress I have to face...

It takes my breath away even if I stand in place......

No words of expression
As I lay dying cold and bleak;
At a loss for imagination.
I...

Wind whispers through the fading trees
Listen as the leaves rustle in the wind
As the trees...

From the wake of horizons

Listlessly walks a lone traveler

Followed by light he wanders...

I was lost,
So I let the wind carry me,
A trip around the world,
I drifted from sea to...

We work all day, boots of mud
We survived the nor'easter, we stood the flood
What can I say...

Your sweet home
is a place of peace
your decorated room
is a palace of ease
It...

With childhood eyes, reflecting

Clear mountain day, remembering

Fresh cut hay, reviving...

I used to feel the
overwhelming feeling of home.

The feeling you get from a
place...

Walking 'round our yard, I just wanted to see
if any little friends wanted company..
I saw...

Love comes upon me in the shadow of sound
and life comes upon me, with the grace of my mind.
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