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Here I lie and my mind does wander
There is a question I still ponder
What is home, a place to be?
I think it means more you see
Home is a feeling your heart belongs
Home is where there are no wrongs

What is home, a house, a place?
To me, home is the smile on your face
Home is where I long to be
Right here with you is home to me
Home is a place where there are no harms
I will finally be home here in your arms

~THE FLOWING PEN~







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