I long for a place called home. It’s a place that I once knew. It’s not a particular location, but a place I belong to, a place where I can sing and dance and lose all sense of care, a place where my contributions, I can feel free to share. Arms open wide to great me and embrace me as their own. Oh what I wouldn’t give to find this place I once have known.
So take me back to the place I long for suspended someplace in time. Take me back to the freedom and expression of my mind. Where there’re no limitations or accomplishments to boast. Take me back to where I belong, the place I miss the most.
The smiles on friendly faces, the unconditional love, the hearts prepared to receive me, are what I’m dreaming of. A family of strangers, exchange a friendly kiss. The bonding of united souls is what I dearly miss. They say home’s where the heart is. My heart is torn in two. Half resides within me. The other is with you.
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