An ode to home; on a cold winter night Down-Under... plagued by assignments and exams...
Glide me beyond the clouds so high
To where the wind blows softly in my face
Where the ocean meets the land and sky
And foams the shores with a silvery lace
Take me back to those starry nights
Where the mountain whispers to the moon
Where the morning mist hides the city lights
And a butterfly leaps from its sleepy cocoon
Bring back those memories and vivid dreams
Of the princess who ruled my forsaken heart
I can still barely feel the warm sunbeams
And the tingling sensation of cupid’s dart
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