Poetry,
My sort of
Sentimental home,
When I feel lost
Which is most
Of my hourly
Time.
I run to you.
What else
Can I do?
It seems that
You're just about,
The strongest
Feeling
I now happen
To know
That is so
Fulfilling
I just can't
Let go!
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