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Oct 2014
I had forgotten what home felt like.
The things most important to me were lost.
The smells, tastes, soundscapes only I know.
I had forgotten the touch of home.
How it hugs me,
I remember all the laughter brought,
and never have I forgotten my mistakes.
I carry my home with me,
But I had forgotten a key component.
Home feels like home.
No matter where I am,
Or the choices I take,
when I hug you it's home.
Inspired by the song Home by Dan Croll
Kyle madill Baker
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Kyle madill Baker  28/Other
     ryn, --- and Pamela Baker
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