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Dec 2012
Home is
A feeling you get,
You don’t need to fret,
When at ease in your mind,
You can just relax and unwind,
No need to live a life out loud,
You can be alone in a crowd,
At one with your heart,
In a place apart.
At home.
Ian Beckett
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Ian Beckett  Dublin and Vienna
(Dublin and Vienna)   
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