Oh, that I might find peace by the sea
To scatter bits and pieces of me
Till they disperse out to each corner
And become well-regarded, no more a foreigner
I could stand fast on any land
Bothered not by cold wind or sand
For somewhere a warm hearth’s awaiting me
All I must do is take to the sea
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No More a Foreigner

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