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Created on: July 15, 2009
If home is where the heart is
Then with my love
I am home
If home is where you are comfortable
Then laying with my love
I am home
If home is where your loved one's dwell
Then with my love watching our seeds grow
I am home
Home is all this and more to me
The only other home I know
Is at my parents
I feel free
Love I feel, and I'm free
With my loves
All my loves
I am home
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a white glow behind me.
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winds whose higher cousins cause
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