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I once felt lost, and decided to dream;

I met a man, with fluffy white hair and purple eyes

"Visualise somewhere that defines you

Your anchor to the world"

I imagine my house, for it's been home for as long as I remember

I try to open the door, but it won't budge

He spoke once more:

"Let your intuition guide you

And you'll know when you've found the right place"

So I wander more, through streets and fields, seashores and cities

Until I reach a small cave in a forest, surrounded by life and magic

As I approached the lake in front of me, I see memories show in the water

That's when it came to me:

Home isn't a place, it's the people who make me feel safe.

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