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[bodytext] => 21 Sitting where I use to call home But Nothing seems the same Years Gone by Everything has changed The old house It ain't no more Like We remember it Every memory Was built over Rebuilt To fit someones fancy But It will always be are childhood No matter How much it changes What paths we go down We all come back And reminisce While sad Waiting for a lover A husband A wife For just another We always called it home Now No one claims it We're petals in the wind Missing what was Anticipating what will be We use to rush home But Now We rush away To homes To Ohio To kids To lives Far from 11 kids And 1 house The best years of our lives Childhood Adolescence Family No fights No tears But Now Life is so gruesome Hope is a fleeting Passing thought Happiness Is in his eyes The invisble man You've yet to meet The one who takes my hand And wipes the tears The one Who is Now Home Far from Iowa 1 house 11 kids A family A home Childhood bliss. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 21 [informant] => mathieu_j [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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