"Homesickness"

I remember my happy childhood
Protecting wild animals and sowing seeds of brazilian wood
Now and here, at the Highlands, my personal exile
i am not able to express any smile...
Far from the native Nature
Facing urban traps in spite of being more mature
Am i losing my roots? Perhaps...
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Posted: Feb 2011

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