Searched for it
Whatever ‘it' is
All in vain, I realize
Am coming
Home where I belong
Swallowed by it
Gnashed ruthlessly
My hopes crumbled to dust
But I have a home
Am coming, home where I belong
After the wind I ran
Not late, I hope
Don't give up on me yet
Forgive me and ridicule not
Am coming home, where I belong
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