make it home
I need to make it home, to the land, where i was bare foot,
running through the sand. the life a cause you, to forget
where you came from, how you got where you are,
i gotta grind for all the lost lifes thats in heaven shining,
for little kali, may she live the proper lifesyle, make it home.
home is where the heart is, at the moment i know not, where
my heart lies, as my soul cries, i gotta make it home.
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