1 min readJul 11, 2017
When I left this time to become a man big,
you were nothing more than a fig,
and now decades later I come back home to finally rest,
it’s under your shadow that I find the peace best.
When I left this time to become a man big,
you were nothing more than a fig,
and now decades later I come back home to finally rest,
it’s under your shadow that I find the peace best.
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