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Home in 11 days, it's so close.
I will be home for about a week.
I am ex-exci-excite-excited!
I still hold a torch
But, I won't get ahead of myself
I won't light it, until you tell me to
Not until you show me the cave
I wish that the word 'cave' was more optimistic and promising.
But the truth it, if I ever get there, it will be arduous.
But, I think it will be worth the discovery
I'm not as scared anymore, maybe I'm not scared at all.
I am, however, scared that I won't have another shot
I don't want to have regrets, and this will stay with me.
Maybe I should say something...
But there is no reason to right now