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I want to go home

hang up my boots, rest, relax

my body, my heart, my soul

I need to go home

But I know not where it is

and the way to get there

I got lost, amid all journeys

running far far away

I cannot remember why I ran

I wish I knew it then

home is what I would want

and yearn for, in the end

Why doesn’t the highway

that I took to get away

lead me back again

to the place where it all began

Should I not have run away

Or should I not feel this way

Is there even a place

where my soul can find solace

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Graybeard Chronicles

Reflecting on the seemingly random collection of events that make a life