Of a country you disdain
To counsel people with addiction
And come home to your own
To hone a stubborn heart
And not the will to love
To cave for some Dave
Mon semblable mon frère
To stroll to the beach for a coffee
And lie down under the stars
To feel the darkness forgive you
And the ocean whisper a prayer
To leave the city behind you
And know you are not from there
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