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I think home would be a place so warm
a haven devoid of any semblance of harm
one should be able to lay down their head
and sleep without a care, as if dead
all the comforts one needs should be close at hand
loved ones should be close too, holding you tight like a rubber band
essential in my eyes, is that there should be peace
upon reaching home, worries and fears should shortly cease
but perhaps I am delusional, to believe in the existence of such a place
for I have long searched for home, but I haven’t found a trace.