The long road before me

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The long road before me
the hues of evening skies
barred owls are stirring while
you slumbering lay,
have you thought of me
as you loaded the dishes
and locked the doors?
Do running waters think of the
sea, and swallows dream of
their summer nests? Driving
through the night rubbing my
eyes, the owls beat wings and
soar the fields stalking prey
calling the night to my
attention, and I, a long long
way from home, a long
long way from home.

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