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I come from a neighbourhood that is beautifully diverse Young kids playing Hop-Scotch in driveways Older people peeking out through the blinds I speed down a mound of crystal white snow A new meal every night Home is a good smell Coffee and sweets mixed together Home is coming home after a long day letting yourself sink into the couch Home is sleepovers on weekends watching football with the cousins Home is family Home is friendship Home is love