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Too long, too far
I’ve been away A son’s duties I have spurned I’ve grown and aged For many a day A man’s lessons I have learned From boy to man I found the way But in my heart Still something burned Yes now I know I daily pray ‘Tis for my parents That I’ve yearned
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