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The plants swaying in the breeze,
The birds calling for their mates,
The trees whispering to each other,
The wind howling to himself,
The moonlight glistens on the pond and
The fish are dancing to silence.

Everyone needs a place to hide,
A place to to be with themselves,
Everyone needs a place to think,
A place to talk to,
A place to listen.

For me that place is right here,
Sitting in this deck chair,
That place
Is home