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My home is wonderful.
You can hear the salty ,blue water crashing on the rocks.
Home is where you can go to be yourself.
You can be silly, happy, sad and mad.
Home smells like poutine and fresh new hockey skates.
Home tastes like your nanny’s famous cookies and lemon pie.
Home is so many things.
Home is happy.
Remind me!
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