sad and beautiful dream
I am in a car with townsmen
we are searching
I am sensing
I find a home it is my home
and yet somehow the same
It is light and fresh and woody with plants and peaceful
and among the dead that suddenly appear to me
one by one
sitting in silence
I am seeking you
I turn around and you are there smiling and hugging me
if only your were here to hug me now
your hair your smile your motherly eyes
where are the men who will take me to you?
where is this sweet home?
sadness and frustration
restless waking
feeling so alone and cold and wrought with heartache
for the weight of the world
sorrow is losing someone you love
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