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Sep 2013
Home...
What is home?
Is it the people you know?
Or is it the collection of objects you own?
How about the pets and family in life?

Home...
Where is home?
Is home where the heart is?
Or is home the place you live?
How about the place you spent most of your life?

Home...
I don't know what
Or even where
My home is
Here or there, depending on the day.

Home...
I miss the eternal summers.
I miss my friends.
I miss the cultural differences.
I miss Asia.

Home...
A place that's forever in your dreams and heart.
A place that fills that little missing piece.
A place to be yourself, even if you don't know it.
A place that continuously calls to you, no matter how far away.

Home...
I miss my home
But now,
Now I must make a new one.
Now I must long for my home, thousands of miles away.

Home...
I may not be Malaysian
But my home is Malaysia, not America.
But I must accept
That America is my new place of residence.

Home...
I want to go back
But I can't.
America is my new residence.
I need to embrace the change.

Home...
I may be American
But
I am Malaysian
At heart.
Dev A
Written by
Dev A  28/F/New Jersey
(28/F/New Jersey)   
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