Help With Home
No one knows where home is.
It's not exactly where your heart is,
Where you grew up,
Or where you spend the most time.
It's where you mind wanders the most.
It's where you feel the safest
And where you feel the most original.
Once you find home let me know
I could use some help with home.
We haven't found each other yet.
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