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No matter where life's path may lead, the value of your roots endures, a testament to the unbreakable ties that bind. Home's essence lies in its ability to evoke feelings of connection and belonging.All Rights Reserved

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Hireath: (n) A homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was. For the home I haven't yet returned to. ***************************** A book of poems and the occasional response to writing prompts. Or both. My escape when I can't find it in real life.

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Grieving, emotional trauma, love, pain, purpose, self identity. We are all bound by our humanity, and our emotions. This is something we cannot change. What we can change is our relationship with ourselves.

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Point Your Compass. Find Your True North. Release your Imagination. Embrace What Defines You.

This is a personal documentation through poetry. I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it be enough for you. 2022

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Hireath: (n) A homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was. For the home I haven't yet returned to. ***************************** A book of poems and the occasional response to writing prompts. Or both. My escape when I can't find it in real life.

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