The Search for Home

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Home is where the heart is
So where is my heart?
It's in no continent or country
It's in no building or garden
It's in no state or city
It's nowhere to be found

Does the mist hide it?
Does the net trap it?
Or does it simply not exist?
I keep looking for the answer
Yet I never find it

No matter where I look
I never find the answer
No matter what I do
I never find the answer
No matter who I speak to
I never find the answer
No matter where I go
I never find the answer
But I will keep looking

I will keep looking
For if I stopped, I would lose everything
I would lose hope
I would lose purpose
I would lose will
I would lose it all
So, the search must continue
All I can do is hope
Hope I find the answer one day

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