What is my home?
What is my home?
Does it mean I’m not alone?
Or is the people I love and care for
Have always loved me til the core?
Sometimes I ask myself,
Has the warmth and happiness,
Overpowered the sadness?
During cold winter nights,
Is it my home shielding me from the ice?
Or could it keep me away from danger,
Hiding me from strangers,
All day and night.
Remind me!
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