HOME SWEET HOME

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I beleive there are two sorts of home. 

The home you were born into.

And theone you feel as home. 

A first can be burden.

The cage you want to escape.

I wanted to excape. 

It came after me. 

I cannot escape my roots.

They will always be with me. 

But I can transform them.

I can change their shape to suit me.

Home is where I am. 

Home is inside me. 

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