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All %s and shine,
We lay the rails in the sun,
With home someday in our hearts,
And and that's a fact.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lay the rails and pray, friends,
With home someday filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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