Poetry

Home is so much more.

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Home is where we begin.

Where we learn to feel welcome.

Without these roots, our love isn’t stable. It crumbles under its own weight.

Here, the soul curls its toes. Here, the heart vibrates.

Home isn’t a place.

It’s so much more.

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"Her words were the best pen portrait she could ask for- laced with fire and passion, hiding secrets and overactive imagination, weighing her diary down with ink fashioned with emotions and expressions- they told her story like it was- curling edges because of overuse and memories as a bookmark, holding the place in time she visited over and over again."

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