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May 2017
They say home is where the heart is
but darlin’ my heart is not near me
perhaps it's floating along distant shores
or it’s caged in a building with infinite floors.

I wonder how my heart feels
when you walk by it skips a beat
does it think? does it remember?
but I sure know my head spins when your scent lingers.


My heart may be  a little crazy and a little stupid
wanting to find love and scared of a tiny cupid
And even though my heart may wander and dream
it will still find it's  way home through you and me.
Flita Fernandes
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Flita Fernandes  21/F/Texas
(21/F/Texas)   
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