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Warmth of Home

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   Grey Rock beneath my feet
   Where Streams of asphalt lie
   A Garden of concrete
       Beneath a starless sky
   Head Lights of cars distort
   The Shadows on paved stone
   This Binding cradle warmth
       Let's me know that I am home
 
The Street's always crowded
But there's only me
        The Silence is deafening
        But there's nothing to see
                               Nothing constantly
 
A world outlined in black and white
   Nothing outside
                              They say it's cold
   Nothing inside 
                              But I say I'm home
 
   Unending fields of sand
   The grains both coarse and fine
   They make this dessert land
         The very sands of time
   A Place with raging storms
   With Force that shatters bones
   But the sun's binding warmth
         Let's me know I am home
 
The heat causing lightning 
It's nothing to fear
     These visions are blinding
     But there's nothing to hear
                              This Constant Ringing In My Ear 
 
Everyone but me feels nothing
   on the outside
                              I'm not cold
   on the inside 
                              I am home


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Poem #15 of Castaway Crowns
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