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What is home? A shelter we share with our family? Where the ones we are about reside? Or is it not a physical thing? Its the place our minds feel most at ease. Its the place we long to be.
Hold me down, Like an anchor You keep me at bay, Save me from the dark waves That try to pull me under Secret caves, You're the light that directs Me to the safehaven,
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