home
is where the heart is, they say
but my heart is in too many places
and I want to go home
but home
is broken
and here is home
here, with mine
but not wholly, not like it should be
and I know if I went
it wouldn't be the same
they wouldn't be the same
and I'd want to be home
home
is a moment I remember
a ghostly yesterday
that I think I want back
but I can't have it
home
is here, and I will be content
home is where the ache is
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