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A salmon swims to the Sargasso Sea

For that’s a place it knows as home,

It travels many thousands of mile

And not always with the flow

And just like that salmon,

We have to do the same and roam

But always keep within your mind

That place that you call home,

Never burn your bridges

Or forsake this place you know,

For no matter how far we wonder

There is no place like home.