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Whether it's a boat sailing across oceans,

A car driving down unpaved road,

A plane flying through clouds,

A bicycle riding over the moon,

No matter what way,

I'll always end up home.

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Just hold on for one more minute,

As the train makes its last stop before mine.

Sit tight, there's no need worry,

I'll be back in your arms in no time.

Remember, I'm always with you when I'm gone.

Don't ever think you are all alone.

Okay, So I know it doesn't flow perfectly like my others, but this poem is just meant to portray a message. I hope you liked it and critiques are always appreciated.

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