(11) Finally home

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Eyes, they say, are the windows to one’s soul.
And to keep myself from peeping through yours,
is what I am unable to control.

The days can be long, the nights very weary;
the mind can be stuck at one place,
the poor feet might just have a different story.

But all it takes is a glimpse through those windows,
and though I may be far, far away,
I know I am already home.

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