HomeA Poem by twinklestarIs it a home or is it a house ? It is a house a cold barren wooden structure. Which contains bitter angry creatures. Don't go in there because it's not home. "Where do I go :(" You sleep and hear a voice it say's " Come home to me I have been waiting all my life for you, I am your home". You wake and wonder when you'll go home. Don't worry dear one just wait you will find your home one day. All you need is faith and courage . You will make it.
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