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I miss Home


The sweet summer breeze,

Which makes the heat decieve.

Islands of Japan,

yet the similarities we have do not stand.

How wonderful and healthy the food is

and known for the longest living in the lands.

Always a peaceful place that history had turn into a battlefield,

Now it seems as if a war never occured.

The military presence is what forced me away

The memories of how I will never part-way.

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