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 The Price of Distance They say I’m lucky, far from home,  In a place where dreams take flight,  But they can’t hear the hollow sound,  That fills my lonely nights Life was loud, among my ownA family that never knew still,  Here, the silence follows me,  A void that I just cannot fill.I tell them of the bright new world,  Of how I’ve found my way,  But I skip about the loneliness here,  Or the dreariness of my days.I m...

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