Amanda, Age 14, Alameda, CA

Trees pass by, hundreds each second
The sun isnít whatís causing me to squint
Iím homesick
Through towns where elevation exceeds population
We distanced ourselves from my only destination
Back on the highway we head home
Back to routine and away from the unknown
Ready to breathe bay air
To feel the bay wind mess up my hair
To return to the only place Iím truly free
To see the faces of friends who know me
Familiarity calls my name
I just want things to be the same
Home should set my heart aflame
California, itís been too long
Alameda is where I belong
Good-bye, Oregon
So long

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