I don't know where home is
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Last published Sun, Apr 17, 2022
home: |hōm| -n.
a place where one lives;
an environment affording security and happiness; a
valued place considered a refuge or place of origin.
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Hey little cryptids! This is a collection of poems that I've written over the past 2 years or so. Writing stories and poems is my safe haven and helps me regulate my emotions and mental health, so this is a little look inside my brain I guess. I hope you enjoy them!
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