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Quaint

A hill, a ridge, the setting sun beyond
People greeting each other, "Oh, you had another kid?"
Never before had I felt

This landscape is inconsequential,
Where I grew
Where I found myself.

My wanderlust filled me before,
but now...
now I realize.

My home, my life, my world
Is much too small

Beauty doesn't always fulfill,
I turn away, the desert calls.

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