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Apr 2016
I have a house, sure
But that is by where I'll be
Home is where the heart is, therefore
Follow my map, and my home you'll see

My home is mobile, against all odds
And follows with the wind
Over oceans and mountains abroad
With no zip code, so no postage send

My home is free, beautiful, and strong
With many secrets in the history
To find my home, I looked so long
So why I love my home, is no mystery

I cannot guide you with directions
But I can take you there
Follow me, no unnecessary questions
It will all make sense, I swear

Our first stop on my journey home
Starts in a schoolroom, not so long ago
This is when the seed was sewn
When everyone had what I wanted to know

Fast forward to a new room
Changes were happening, to quickly in me
The home to change me was coming soon
And I was lucky enough to see

One more stop, a couple days ago
When simple situation birthed a new me
And to my excitement, I found my home
We are so close, my home I can see

Here we are now, my home lies here
It is with her, and in her arms
And in my heart, I have no fear
My home is here, as is my heart
Secret Poet
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