Longing

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A sudden twist in my heart
as I hear some distant notes,
the sounds reminding me
of far-away places,
of dancing through the streets,
joy of life and new sights to behold.

My heart sinks as I see myself,
imprisoned in the same place,
the same old life, nonsensically slaving away -
and for what?

I can smell the road again,
can feel it in my heart,
beating restlessly,
distant places are singing,
calling for me,
I must go...

I must go...

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