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Oct 2015
Home is the music that flows through my headphones.
Home is the embrace of my favourite person.
Home is the only place I know I'm safe at.
My music tells me it'll be okay, that the tragedy of the day is over, and if it isn't then it'll be over soon.
My embrace reminds me that I'll never be alone, and even if I am I still have him to run to.
My home has changed many times, and I know it won't be the same in a couple years, but home will always be home as long as there is love.
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