Under a watchful sky, I gaze frowning at the
Pacific. For the moment, the friendly hour has lost its voice. With a straight
stare, I scan the waters gradually capitulating its prison walls of separation.
One more dawn
One more day
One day more –
I will be home. A fresh discovery of assurance
comes upon me: that home is where I’ve left my heart to hang.
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