Through river, root and stone
The distant call of home
So far yet always with us
Inside our hearts and bones
No breadth or sphere
Or white mountains sheer
Can quell the call of home
There is no hearth that is quite as bright
As a flame that flickers free
Though many roads lay outside my door
There is but one that calls to me
Long I locked away
A wanderer's heart
A flame that flickers free
withered
flickers
bonds
shade
depths
river
flame
stole
bright
desire
future
distant
there
hearts
breadth
bathe
locked
hearth
never
outside
stone
solemn
always
heart
creek
curse
inside
darkness
though
limbs
mountains
quell
dankest
rivers
roads
deepest
calls
sheer
quite
sphere
their
bones
through
trust
white
carcass
where
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