this is home
i chant this is home
i repeat it many times
this is home
i clasp my hands and
open them in prayer
and then i rest my hands
on my chest and
keep on repeating
i am home i am home
and then i fall asleep
for this is home
this, quite, i call
home, this self
steady upon
this quite, this
quite,
this home.
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