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Poetry

Poetry collection from a junior in high school who struggled <3 Now a college student, who fondly looks back when she struggles <3

~Home~

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by keir_karaline

by keir_karaline

Home is not a structure, it is not a building of brick walls with floors of cobblestone.

Home is not a tangible object; it cannot be touched by mere skin.

Home is not where your heart lies or where the sun shines.

Home is in the depths of the ocean, in the darkness of the night, where the scariest of things take flight.

Home is a feeling rare can imagine, home is a delusion we all dream of having.

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