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Wednesday, August 19, 2020

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Home is not a place in which you live
Nor is it a place to go
What is the meaning of home?
Something I ask myself everyday
Here let me explain

Home is a living thing
That is hard to find
Home is just a heart
That lies within yourself
Not for you but someone else

Home is never easy to find
Why is that?
You may ask!
Where is my home?
No one knows
Will you ever find it?
Only time will tell.
Jaqualen Roberts
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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