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That's Not Important, now.

oh, moment is over.

The dust on their feet tells a story
of how far they’ve been and how far they have yet to go.
None in the name of glory.
They will be no one you will ever know.

Home is not at hand.
No roots grow while diffusing.
The space they travel in this land
is no place of their choosing.

No pity is needed.
For they’re wealthy in ways.
Children stories they have heeded.
They’ll be together till end of days.

While home is no where
and everywhere just the same.
Home will always be there.
A home only devotion can claim.

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