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Home isn’t just a house, it is love.
I see my colourful blanket in my bedroom. I smell my mom cooking supper. And I like my mom's supper. I hear my sister playing the flute. I feel my comfy couch. I taste buttery popcorn on my tongue.
By scarlett
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