Tell Me

On a lone golden shore
Where the pine trees whisper
Words I’ve heard long before

There’s a voice that calls to me
To come back home, and more
No matter where it is I may be

As I travel, I can never forget
That was always meant to be free
No matter what the world does
Hearts have always held the key

Stoic Poetry

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