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Where can I go to feel at home

Where on earth can I roam

When alone

is all I’ve known

For some time now

I see some don’t know how

To love from their hearts

Or even how to start

A dialog of truth

Genuinely from their roots,

Their early pursuits

Often pollutes

Their soul’s

Outta control

Who can console


Whose lost

Their home

Is where the heart is

Tis the place where God lives

What gives

Where is,

My home

dorothy’s page © 2020 D. E. Young

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