dzeltens
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A home or so they called it.
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For them, home was never an option
For them, home was never real never there never called it
But for them now, home was the smile, the chattering, the 3 a.m drunk phone call.
For them, home was each of their laugh, home was a family they found in the middle of the night, drunk, and sad.
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