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Nov 2015
Love is abstract,
That's what we've always been taught,
And I believed it.
However, when you came along
You shook me,
Awoke me.
You changed my opinion.

You came and contextualized this, rather strange, feeling.
You made it a reality.
Love now became a way of life,
It became your eyes, your smile, the hum of your voice
And the warmth of your presence.

Home was wherever you were.
You were my home,
I know I shouldn't have found home in your arms,
But home is where love lives and,
You are love.
But you moved out and left me homeless.
Zuko
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Zuko  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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