Home is where I am.
It’s not here nor there nor somewhere in between.
It’s the place where tranquil certainty comes,
Where I feel serene.
Home is where I am me.
It’s not walls and a roof nor where I hang my hat.
It’s the place where my soul can be bare,
Where I’m free from all traps.
Home is where I take off my mask.
It’s not who you see nor what you perceive.
It’s the place where I can speak without worry,
Where I’m allowed to rejoice or grieve.
Home is where I’m with my love.
It’s not a spot on a map or a name on a street.
It’s the place where it’s just him and me,
Where life and breath become easy.
Home is where I am.
It’s nothing but the certainty that I can be me.
It’s the place where I know myself without fear,
Where I’m at peace, where I am free.
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