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I’m
longing for my eternal home
As a fugitive
exiled
I long for my
eternal homeland!
Call me to your abode
Nostalgia soul
Because the tree
suffers
Away from his own
land!
Call me at your
home
For bread is no
longer enough
And it does not
quench the wine
In the arid table
of life!
I am a fugitive
exiled
Who longs for his
eternal homeland!
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