Empire of Exiles by DJ Cline
As I passed through the houses of others
They showed me their family pictures
Most lived down the street or across town
But others were barely noted
Whispered stories of a lost city
An empire of exiles
Neglected nieces and nephews
They passed through some golden gate
They were the most colorful leaves on the highest branches
Carried by the wind to a friendlier forest
Far from the roots of their family trees.
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