High Above My Home

I am looking down at the city of my birth

Starring down at our beautiful Earth

I once called this place home

But now no more

These streets were where I would roam

All this until we moved to the shore

I loved everyday

In the place I would stay

But now I walk the sand

As my mom holds my hand

But Iโ€™ll always come back

To my first home

The streets I once would roam

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