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- Coming Home by Asahi Sakuraba
- I lie on the grassy hill
- In the midst of winter's chill
- I sit and shiver from its cold embrace
- As I wait for death to deliver me from this place
- I watch the stars in the clear sky
- The beautiful scenery is enough to make me cry
- Death's cold hand slowly caresses my skin
- He pulls my soul out of the vessel I'm in
- My consciousness begins to slip away
- I am the cat who was once led astray
- Death guides me back home, warm and kind
- The light embraces me and eases my mind
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