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If I ever understood what home meant, then she is the person who planted the definition in my head, who carved it in my heart, who waters it so it grows and never dies who built a cover for it so it doesn't fly or fade away, who made a lock for it so it won't escape, who made a key for it so she can visit it whenever she wants and who keeps it safe, and that if she herself is not my home.
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 2:26 AM UTC
My Home
If I ever understood what home meant, then she is the person who planted the definition in my head, who carved it in my heart, who waters it so it grows and never dies who built a cover for it so it doesn't fly or fade away, who made a lock for it so it won't escape, who made a key for it so she can visit it whenever she wants and who keeps it safe, and that if she herself is not my home.
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 2:26 AM UTC
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