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[title] => Island wanderer
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[bodytext] => It's a long walk home from my island Cross the seas I used to roam The centuries have blurred my past The sword it found its' home Of separated homelands Or distant shores below I come to beg forgivness Cause all i've done is roam The trees they seem so foreign In land without thy shade My weary body tires But spirit never fades I wake to distant drumming The news across the land The future of my family Never firmly in my hand
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Island wanderer
Contributed by
kleetas
on
Monday, 28th September 2009 @ 01:11:30 PM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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It's a long walk home from my island Cross the seas I used to roam The centuries have blurred my past The sword it found its' home Of separated homelands Or distant shores below I come to beg forgivness Cause all i've done is roam The trees they seem so foreign In land without thy shade My weary body tires But spirit never fades I wake to distant drumming The news across the land The future of my family Never firmly in my hand
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