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Victoria Avenue
A poem about my home and how i miss it
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The light it flickers on the sea
The waves come crashing to the sand
The concrete moves beneath my feet
But I don’t fall

The cars drive by everyday
The drivers can’t get home quick enough
They leave blurs behind
As I unwind

My home is there down on the street
The street is watched over by one face
It counts the seconds until I’m home again
On that day I know I’ll feel no pain

The leaves I push with my feet
The cold wind it push's me home
Home where my dreams are kept
Dreams of being home
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