The Journey Back: Embracing the Familiar Paths of Home

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In the quiet whisper of the evening breeze,
I find the echoes of my forgotten dreams.
The roads once traveled, dusted with time,
Guide me gently back to where I belong.

Beneath the starlit canopy of the night,
Memories dance like shadows on the walls.
Each step, a heartbeat, drawing me near,
To the sanctuary of love and light.

The scent of earth, the rustle of leaves,
Sing a melody only my heart knows.
In every corner, a story unfolds,
Of laughter, of tears, of growing old.

Home, where time stands still and embraces,
Welcomes me with open arms and silence.
In the warmth of its familiar embrace,
I find peace, I find myself once more.

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