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Rocks

 

Sitting in my box.
Standing upon rocks.

 

Still… I roam.
I know… no home.

 

Sitting upon my throne.
Standing alone I crone.

 

Still… I roam.
I know… no home.

 

 

Warry of fate.
There is no more hate.

 

Still… I roam.
I know… no home.

 

Sitting in my box.
These are my rocks.

 

Still... I roam.
I know... no home.

 

Stranded in my box.
Still... I roam.

 

Where are my rocks?
I know... no home.  

 

— Tuttey, Sep 21, 2007

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Calliope

18 years 8 months ago

Someday

...you'll know a home, and then ,no more ,will you have to roam. Very well done, Lacy,

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