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I have a family.

I have a home.

You can try to break me down,

but I'm never alone.

 

I have a family.

I have a home. 

I may not look it,

but I can hold my own.

 

I have a family.

I have a home.

I'll find my way back, 

I'll use a telephone.

 

I'm here with you. I'm waiting for you. 

Come find me. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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