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I M A G I N E. The hill cradles your feet in honor of your return. Pointing toward the sunlight breaking through the clouding sunset, realizing have become everything you've always wanted to be. Wind blowing gently  at your cheek, the warm feelings of love caress and fill throughout  your body, eminating and infecting all walks of life around you. The light of the sunset  burns brightly, its beauty marvelously breathtaking. Absorbed in the silence of calm, embraced by the hearts of friends. YOU ARE HOME. You are loved. Your mind at ease, your body overtaken. "It is good to be home again, my friends. Everything will be as they