I cannot wait to go home,
My other home that is,
Where sun glares all day,
And we welcome nights cooling kiss,
Here there is silence,
At night in the air,
A cooling, even chilly breeze,
In the heat so sadly rare,
But whether hot, or even cold,
As long as I have returned,
I don't care if I end up,
Frozen solid, or crispy burned,
Just to see what I remember,
To taste the salt in the sea,
As long as I am back,
Nothing can sadden me,
It could only be better,
If i had my friends there still,
Holding back tears,
Only by sheer, unfaltering will,
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