Paul Hardwick · Feb 26, 2012
Home.

Home is where the heart is.
Or so they say.
And who are THEY anyway.
Are THEY the PEOPLE of HOME?
And where is HOME?
Is it in this time this place.
Or do I not see all space!
It is maybe another world.
One I can not see.
But mother Home is where the heart is.

 
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