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Sep 28, 2022
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By SREEDEVI K G


'Home' cannot always be a place -

You were born or reside in.

It can be people-

Incredible people who own you-

Where you are loved and trusted,

Where you never owe an explanation

Where you are not judged anymore,

Where you can put your shields down,

It's the place where you finally takes

Your masks off-





And breathe your own,

Home is where-

You eventually become yourself with all

Your vulnerabilities and still feel secure

As you were in your mother's womb.

And those who make you feel as home -

Always find their way to hold on to you.

Because that's where you belong !



By SREEDEVI K G




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