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for me home is not a building constructed of wood and filled with furniture. it is not a dwelling where family members gather once their days have ended. my home is my safe place where i can let myself breathe after a long day of holding in my breaths. my home is the place i go when i feel unsafe because "it" happened again. my home is the only place i truly feel warmth for it is the only place it is provided. my home is the place i am at peace for my mind talks too much anywhere else. my home is the place i can rest and trust will provide me protection. for me home is not a building constructed of wood and filled with furniture. my home is you.
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Jan 16, 2020
Jan 16, 2020 at 11:53 PM UTC
home
for me home is not a building constructed of wood and filled with furniture. it is not a dwelling where family members gather once their days have ended. my home is my safe place where i can let myself breathe after a long day of holding in my breaths. my home is the place i go when i feel unsafe because "it" happened again. my home is the only place i truly feel warmth for it is the only place it is provided. my home is the place i am at peace for my mind talks too much anywhere else. my home is the place i can rest and trust will provide me protection. for me home is not a building constructed of wood and filled with furniture. my home is you.
i think i've fallen in love with you.
elenasakis
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elenasakis
18/F
Jan 16, 2020
Jan 16, 2020 at 11:53 PM UTC
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