My Heart Aches

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I dream of a land of violence and passion
My land holds my history
My land keeps my secrets
And at the end My land is full of death and life
I dream of baking sunshine
A place where I sit on rocks and am
Deaf at the ocean’s roar
My eyes see far and vision has no borders
I dream of the cold reptile
It slithers along with a gentle danger
This serpent is like my land I dream of
Cold, warm, death, life, history…

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