If home is where the heart is,
then I have no home,
my heart is with the beauty of life,
the love we're able to share with one another,
the light that shines in the dark,
the smile that makes my day,
but a place?
My heart is a wanderer,
So I have no home,
At least for now
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poems
PoezjaThese are just little things I write in 5 minutes, so don't think much of them xD I know that they're not very good