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The throw of a dart, another place on the list

An undiscovered land, to the soles of my shoes

A lone traveller, walking the night

 

A foreign tongue, spinning me dizzy

The enchantment of the place wearing thin

I drag myself out once more, to take hold of the day

But find my way back, to sit in the light of the early morning

Waiting for my way home

 

 

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