Part 1- Where is home?

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I've never had a home to stay,
With my heart in pieces all over the place.
Moving constantly, far far away.
Always the 'new girls'
Strangers in every way.
Never settling down
Moving from town to town.
So my home became where my heart was
But my heart was in pieces,
Scattered like ashes.
With family who never cared for me
And new towns with glass houses.
I became a ghost
Floating in the between.
Never with a host
Like floating down a stream.

Never with a hostLike floating down a stream

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