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[bodytext] => Home ~~~~~ I met you at the garden To say my goodbyes I kissed your forehead And set out a sigh It’s difficult to leave This place I call home It’s always been special No matter where I’ve roamed Nothing really changes Except the clothes on the lines You grow up like your Daddy To work in the mines You are an exception to escape The curse of a small town That’s why generation after generation Families are still around Bud, at the local store Said I’m one of the lucky few But each time I leave I wonder if it’s true For there is a warmth here That isn’t easily found That’s why my heart will always be part Of this small town [comments] => 2 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Jeff_Scott_Morehead [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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