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The lights of the city dance around me

Everything is moving so fast

The people are always rushing by

This is my home but I want so much more

I want the closeness of a tight knit community

I want to watch the sunrise over the water's edge

I want neighbors that become best friends

I want a white picket fence life

I long for the slowness of a small town

Someplace deep in the South where I can visit the ocean everyday

I long to smell the salty air and look out into the abyss

I long to see the stars every night

I can't help but think how simple life would be there

But I am stuck here....

wishing, waiting...

Someday I'll make that small, sleepy town my home