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Home is different then what you may think
I used to be of the opinion home was just a place, a position I could feel a warm embrace.
Despite the fact that I'm beginning to realize that home is found in a million different ways.
Identical to my windows amiable gaze.
After which the earthy swampy smell of sunrise rain.
I discovered various human beings who are astonishing in ways I can't explain.
Or home might additionally be crushing garden-fresh hibici once they bloomed as a young child.
Or putting together phoney messages that never got sent, they pilled and pilled.
Maybe home isn't a physical sight, but more like a warm mellow snuggle from the person that makes my heart ignite.
I don't know what home is, but what I do know is that each and every one is entitled to have a home.
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